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 May 2015 Joseph Sinclair
Katie
i'll tell you that if i start crying
i won't be able to stop
because the salt that pours from my sunken eyes
reminds me too much of the river
where i used to spend my afternoons dipping my toes into the water
and i'll say to you that if i sit alone
for even a second
i'll start recalling memories
putting puzzle pieces back
that i thought would never fit
i'll yell at you and say that
i want to go
and look out at the barren dessert beneath
my small feet
and i'll ask you to tell me not to wear that
because it reminds me too much
of when i wore it all too often
the night i arrived
the night i left
i'll say to you
don't let me read that
because i'll internally die
from something you didn't know could **** you
i'll notify you that i desire something
a wish an untold fortune
lastly, i'll do anything for you
because i want to go home
and when i do...
i'll never come back.
one of my favorite pieces- quite long but lovely for sure.
 May 2015 Joseph Sinclair
Carolin
And darling I
don't mind lighting
myself up in flames
to light up your
dark* ~
I've always stayed out too late,
Wondering, Wandering,
Urged back to Earth, conjuring
A focused adult in a World
Where we try to use our minds
To create.
Why, again, couldn't I stay out late?
One of those kids with her head in the clouds. Her growing mind more intriguing than the brand new world around her, at times.
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