jenna-michelle - Hello Poetry

nothing is eter- -nal and I am struggling with a fact such as that

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Jan 31, 2016

Jan 31, 2016 at 1:36 PM UTC

nothing is eter- -nal and I am struggling with a fact such as that

drive myself crazy flashing lights behind glass friendships don't touch links don't feel why do I do this? why why why do I replay this obscene routine of hate? how very silly of me thinking people want me there but no I'm just here —not there— behind a screen not immersed with those coloured lights no no man body don't pulse with that music I started writing this book once and I put you all in it because yeah I really believed we defined each other's lives so I stopped writing the stupid book I'm not in yours so I'll wait until the pages write themselves and erase you all out I kept buying you ink and that's stupid I kept holding a tin can to my ear man weren't you at the other end?

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Jan 30, 2016

Jan 30, 2016 at 5:48 PM UTC

silly silly me

drive myself crazy flashing lights behind glass friendships don't touch links don't feel why do I do this? why why why do I replay this obscene routine of hate? how very silly of me thinking people want me there but no I'm just here —not there— behind a screen not immersed with those coloured lights no no man body don't pulse with that music I started writing this book once and I put you all in it because yeah I really believed we defined each other's lives so I stopped writing the stupid book I'm not in yours so I'll wait until the pages write themselves and erase you all out I kept buying you ink and that's stupid I kept holding a tin can to my ear man weren't you at the other end?

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No one listens to anything but Their own ******* pulse Dum dum dum Can you hear me singing over The sounds of your skull? Dum dum Do you see my mouth flutter like an insect that shares and dances or Do you only see your own stupid Eyelashes? And their own ******* rumba? The only thing you truly own is Yourself You don't need to claim ownership of yourself and be this Attentive to yourself the one thing that's yours— Look harder in front of you don't Dumb dumb dumb yourself Down Like a mindless lacklustre thing! Paint with the Colours of other people Stop waiting for your Turn to talk Wipe the spit from your Chin

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Jan 29, 2016

Jan 29, 2016 at 12:47 PM UTC

“tabula rasas”

No one listens to anything but Their own ******* pulse Dum dum dum Can you hear me singing over The sounds of your skull? Dum dum Do you see my mouth flutter like an insect that shares and dances or Do you only see your own stupid Eyelashes? And their own ******* rumba? The only thing you truly own is Yourself You don't need to claim ownership of yourself and be this Attentive to yourself the one thing that's yours— Look harder in front of you don't Dumb dumb dumb yourself Down Like a mindless lacklustre thing! Paint with the Colours of other people Stop waiting for your Turn to talk Wipe the spit from your Chin

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My baths always run so hot that They melt my skin into goo or maybe— They're just so cold that nothing escapes my body And all of this tense tense tension sticks in there like resin I think about all of these itching things of the day Baths are good for that yeah Yes I do know there is a rip in my t-shirt No I didn't do it on purpose I want to rip everybody's eyes out because There's just no light in there! Are your bulbs blown by choice? Can your irises still seek starlight? Man stop pretending you're phased out We all know you're so phased into reality that you have to pretend you've escaped it Your feet are through the ground yeah Can't you feel it? Oh no, right, you can't feel anything The day the world sees how shallow Her roots are There'll be this eternal rain and everybody will see kindness and feel the earth again

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Jan 29, 2016

Jan 29, 2016 at 12:44 PM UTC

“new cold world”

My baths always run so hot that They melt my skin into goo or maybe— They're just so cold that nothing escapes my body And all of this tense tense tension sticks in there like resin I think about all of these itching things of the day Baths are good for that yeah Yes I do know there is a rip in my t-shirt No I didn't do it on purpose I want to rip everybody's eyes out because There's just no light in there! Are your bulbs blown by choice? Can your irises still seek starlight? Man stop pretending you're phased out We all know you're so phased into reality that you have to pretend you've escaped it Your feet are through the ground yeah Can't you feel it? Oh no, right, you can't feel anything The day the world sees how shallow Her roots are There'll be this eternal rain and everybody will see kindness and feel the earth again

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