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Poems
May 2017
A Letter i Can't Give to James
Sadness stands on a ladder
high above me, with a hose.
She pours hot hate into my body,
in an effort to make me suffer.
if i move too quickly,
It spills past my throat, and
drops fall off my tongue.
and i need you, James
to kiss new little holes
all over my gray body
and let Hate fall on the floor
from the depths of my disease
i need you, James
please sew my head
with a needle you find
in the pit of my soul
and seal me softly
to keep the Sadness
from seeping in.
I need you, James
come close to me,
listen for a pulse,
and remind me.
i am still alive.
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