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Its not around enough to know what to do about a ghost
that beguiles
that forms when it starts to get cold
that appears
just when you think it's left for good.
That somehow knows
It must be November
that beguiles
that forms when it starts to get cold
that appears
just when you think it's left for good.
That somehow knows
It must be November
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there's a whole in your heart
that i'll dig my way into,
twist myself around to fill your gaps and
tangle in all your crevices
until i can make you whole
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The beginning of the our end.
So there we stood, surrounded by a silence that had deafened our souls yet we choose to continue to let it consume us,as we avoided eye contact.I felt my skin burning. My heart pounded as I spoke weakly,freeing us that screaming silence that had frozen us in time.
"I break everything I touch. Did I not tell you so?"
He replied with wrath and dispair," Do not give me your cheap phrases,stop bull-shitting with me."
I looked up at him,his eyes burning in anger that suddenly transformed into sadness, and then he said to me, " I know you, you know me. You don't have to recite all your frustrated poetry, you don't
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Muse
Nevermind
the small spider
in the corner.
It only sings
the Midwestern
blues anyway.
previously published @ Dressing Room Poetry Journal
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