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kareena
kareena
The beauty in all things is their interconnectedness
I didn’t know how To explain it To her How do you fit The world In an envelope? How do you distill The serum So potent On fire The searing sensations I’ve found as the flaming Roots of my Desires Solid as they Seemed somehow I found them Sublimated Into ether as I Sat there lame Trying to explain But here again I start anew Have you ever found Yourself hungry To be consumed? To get lost? Consensually used? To forget You were even you? To turn off the world For a moment of time? To dissolve into another Distinct and divine? To forget if the lips Pressed together Were even yours Or theirs? As if you lost track Of where you end And they begin? To be alone Together How I could explain it To someone who has never Held it in their hands? How can the wind Be powerful And invisible? It’s evidence found Only in the traces Left behind On those it touches It embraced me And I’ve never quite been The same Instead I’ve been Bent? Shaped. Eroded? Sculpted.
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Jan 14, 2025
Jan 14, 2025 at 11:55 AM UTC
Trying to Explain **** to My Mom
The persistence I’ve felt From resistance The depth of the pressure To have something till death Past the point of actively choosing Even when the love you’re Supposed to love leaves you Bleeding and bruising I want something Quiet Something small Something at peace Some day Spent at our place Your eyes smiling down at me I want something steady Something without pretense I want to keep going to sleep And waking up next to you As long as it makes sense As long as we fit As long as we both Feel we belong I’d rather have something Really real Than forcibly lifelong
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Oct 21, 2024
Oct 21, 2024 at 3:49 PM UTC
Really Real
My mom told me that In the womb I accidentally Aspirated Breathed in **** By mistake Who would have known That would have set the tone For the beginning of my life I’ve spent a lot of time Breathing in **** That wasn’t mine Cleaning up messes I didn’t make Hedging all the bets I didn’t take Throwing myself To the wind Instead of caution is Where I’ve been risk adverse Somehow the fear of Toppling over other peoples’ Houses of cards Seemed infinitely worse I see I cast myself in the narrative I understand my part to play Set up and conditioned to placate After that, it was a choice that I made But I can’t handle it any longer The glove no longer fits I feel myself coughing it all up I do no harm But take no ****
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Aug 28, 2024
Aug 28, 2024 at 11:18 AM UTC
Do No Harm
I think of you In the way I remember Only and quite fondly In times where I Recollect on someone Who has known me In many stages and faces Many facets in one But if I equate you with home It is in location alone I wonder if I’d see Your truck on the road A minute away From my parents’ house And if I allow Myself a minute to Think on you My heart yearns To send a light to you As a friend Forgetting The anger that bubbled up Within me It has subsided And I’ve stopped imagining you As someone that tried To tear me down with time I was simply searching For something In the wrong spot And I heard the song I walked towards you playing I am going home soon With fondness and knowledge How life has shaped me How I have shaped it Of the magic I possess Of what lives within you as well And if I dwell on it too long All I feel is softness for us two A forgiveness that grew Out of the cracks of our concrete A flower I wish to give to you I love you in the only way I know how Something I can do now From afar, clean and pure Secretly rooting and wishing for you Washed and dried, I am sure My oldest witness My first of most I wish you a life filled fully with More highs than lows I wish you a life of beauty Of which you are proud If I could extend this to you If it is what you allow This feeling of forgiveness For you and for me Redemption and healing I wish this to you equally
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Apr 10, 2024
Apr 10, 2024 at 2:22 PM UTC
Hold on, We’re Going Home
I was headed for more of the same The same ways of relating Providing and caretaking As if I had a little sign Above my eyes saying “Pick me! I’ll give such little trouble I’ll do it for free! You can reap the rewards and Throw the crumbs towards me I’ll eat them up hungrily!” Never stopping Until I found myself propping My body up at the doctors office Her telling me more of the same That I have one more piece to Break off and give If I wanted to live Even it felt then That I gave up on myself Such a small ***** With such a big task Like my bones may as well be paper My skin may as well be glass But I had this overwhelming need To make it all cease How do I stop the drumming How do I stop the marching The flitting of sand from One chamber to the next The ways in which life seemed To keep happening to me Instead of being an active participant I guess I lost myself in it Unconsciously accepting more of the same More of the same feels numb More of the same is a lukewarm bath A bland meal Filling but unsatisfying Predictable and plain Doing what is expected makes people happy No one has questions But with the unexpected, There are suspicions Superstitions What happened when I shattered my own mirror On purpose because I couldn’t stand Other peoples reflections staring back at me? Seven years of bad luck and the Undeniable deep knowing That I needed to start again Or really, for the first time Walking under a ladder was waking up Spilling salt meant tossing the rule book I was handed, over my left shoulder Not lifting a glass to toast to my ex husband Before my first sip Let me finally enjoy myself before Anyone else was able to Now I know the flavor I possess And refuse to be diluted Good on my own But even better when shared Not shamed No I could never Let life pass me by Subsisting on More of the same
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Jun 14, 2023
Jun 14, 2023 at 12:58 PM UTC
Same
I was headed for more of the same The same ways of relating Providing and caretaking As if I had a little sign Above my eyes saying “Pick me! I’ll give such little trouble I’ll do it for free! You can reap the rewards and Throw the crumbs towards me I’ll eat them up hungrily!” Never stopping Until I found myself propping My body up at the doctors office Her telling me more of the same That I have one more piece to Break off and give If I wanted to live Even it felt then That I gave up on myself Such a small ***** With such a big task Like my bones may as well be paper My skin may as well be glass But I had this overwhelming need To make it all cease How do I stop the drumming How do I stop the marching The flitting of sand from One chamber to the next The ways in which life seemed To keep happening to me Instead of being an active participant I guess I lost myself in it Unconsciously accepting more of the same More of the same feels numb More of the same is a lukewarm bath A bland meal Filling but unsatisfying Predictable and plain Doing what is expected makes people happy No one has questions But with the unexpected, There are suspicions Superstitions What happened when I shattered my own mirror On purpose because I couldn’t stand Other peoples reflections staring back at me? Seven years of bad luck and the Undeniable deep knowing That I needed to start again Or really, for the first time Walking under a ladder was waking up Spilling salt meant tossing the rule book I was handed, over my left shoulder Not lifting a glass to toast to my ex husband Before my first sip Let me finally enjoy myself before Anyone else was able to Now I know the flavor I possess And refuse to be diluted Good on my own But even better when shared Not shamed No I could never Let life pass me by Subsisting on More of the same
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I am So proud of Who I’ve become Who I’ve always been I am someone Who is Flexible Not malleable Bendable Without breaking Resilient And ever changing Reflecting on The path I’ve Blazed The ground I Lit on fire To forge a way out For myself I had to Nurse My own wounds At the end of the day No one is Really there To fix it all For you It’s as if I had to spill myself All over the floor In order to sort Out what was me And what was foreign There was so much time Where I only saw grey In my eyes But It’s been a year And the cherry blossoms Are beginning to bloom The spring sun is warming My face It’s as if my monochrome Has had rainbows Put in its place I’m in love With the life I have designed I have hope For a future That’s unmistakably Mine
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Apr 11, 2023
Apr 11, 2023 at 6:55 PM UTC
It’s been a year
Facing you at A table for four Don’t talk of it Or It would be Disrespectful To the game and Por supuesto I wish to win Corona with lime In hand And Por supuesto Sal en la rim Put it in the Corner Cup holder Let’s begin It’s reading Without speaking It’s assuming Without knowing Watching you place Your strongest tile First I remember Never to block What you’ve built I’ve only so many I’ve only such time Between the table and You watching With shifting blue eyes I place what I can But I can Only read so much I can Only get so far On my own As if at some point I need to Fall blindly and Trust That you have the Missing piece To let you lead As if we’re Dancing Silently I tap the table One more time As if claiming defeat Looking down But then up As I see The last tile Fall from your hands Right in place Perfectly
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Mar 16, 2023
Mar 16, 2023 at 11:42 AM UTC
Domino
What a colorful and Unhealthy thing I have Had the Roundabout Thought process to Concur that I’ve Ensured my own Security by Planning my Escape route through Trying to conclude How I’d Press you out Of the corners of My mind that are Already steeped in Love potion Number nine What am I Trying to prove? Why do I have the illusion That you would be so Easy to remove? It wouldn’t be a Simple wash cycle It would require a Deep clean to Strip you from me Like fruit punch Spilled on My shirt at a kid’s Birthday party Making myself Messy with you Was way too Much fun for my White tee to handle I’d do it again Just to have the Faded pink cotton As a reminder But why do I always Think I’ll have to launder You out of me? Why do I, In hard times, Scare myself into Thinking we’ll Never last? Am I preparing Myself not to Get hurt? Because of how Deep I’m already Falling into and for you? Why do I fear you will push me away too? It took a Bottle of champagne In between Tiny sips of Tequila For me to whisper That I loved you In your ear I pulled away and Looked in your eyes While I felt the Room spinning and I Told you I meant it It wasn’t because I was drunk or That you kissed me In a way That made me forget I was surrounded by people It’s that I thought The same thing sober And celibate Long before My lips Let me say it And I let it go In that moment Even if I didn’t know How you would react I got messy then too But you mopped me up Held my hair As I threw up Put my clothes on Kissed my head And tucked me into bed And yet I still try to retreat Out of fear How do you sense My wobbling knees And pick me up to Draw me near
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Sep 14, 2022
Sep 14, 2022 at 1:29 PM UTC
Fruit Punch
What a colorful and Unhealthy thing I have Had the Roundabout Thought process to Concur that I’ve Ensured my own Security by Planning my Escape route through Trying to conclude How I’d Press you out Of the corners of My mind that are Already steeped in Love potion Number nine What am I Trying to prove? Why do I have the illusion That you would be so Easy to remove? It wouldn’t be a Simple wash cycle It would require a Deep clean to Strip you from me Like fruit punch Spilled on My shirt at a kid’s Birthday party Making myself Messy with you Was way too Much fun for my White tee to handle I’d do it again Just to have the Faded pink cotton As a reminder But why do I always Think I’ll have to launder You out of me? Why do I, In hard times, Scare myself into Thinking we’ll Never last? Am I preparing Myself not to Get hurt? Because of how Deep I’m already Falling into and for you? Why do I fear you will push me away too? It took a Bottle of champagne In between Tiny sips of Tequila For me to whisper That I loved you In your ear I pulled away and Looked in your eyes While I felt the Room spinning and I Told you I meant it It wasn’t because I was drunk or That you kissed me In a way That made me forget I was surrounded by people It’s that I thought The same thing sober And celibate Long before My lips Let me say it And I let it go In that moment Even if I didn’t know How you would react I got messy then too But you mopped me up Held my hair As I threw up Put my clothes on Kissed my head And tucked me into bed And yet I still try to retreat Out of fear How do you sense My wobbling knees And pick me up to Draw me near
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I had been waiting For you to be different For my whole life You were all I had wanted What happens to you When you find yourself Living an answered prayer But still missing something I tapped my fingers on tabletops Sang ballads in the shower I had no idea what it was That made us incomplete It wasn't always just so There were so many times I felt so full I could burst And love would leak from within But when I lacked, it was dark I felt dry, like a locked empty home I folded in to myself, origami swan Creased and dog eared, not the first time I loved the idea of life you told me We could have had together Did everything I could to help you Get us there eventually But I realized that eventually You would still drown out My little, little voice Among the noise of your speakers No matter how much money You made, it would be the same Chasing something that would Never be enough in the end I was waiting for you To love and prioritize me To see me for exactly who I was Instead of who you had wished I would be Someone who always loved you Put you first and cherished your quirks Who would have stayed but saw That you would never change You find no fault In what you have done It is me to blame For not accepting partial love I found out that what was Missing all along was you Truly respecting and cherishing me As freely as I did it for you So instead of waiting For you to change, I did “Mom, I am a rich man” I changed into the partner I needed Someone who cherishes me Someone who protects me Someone who puts me first Someone who isn't afraid to be close to me
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Jun 3, 2022
Jun 3, 2022 at 9:26 PM UTC
Mom, I am a Rich Man
I had been waiting For you to be different For my whole life You were all I had wanted What happens to you When you find yourself Living an answered prayer But still missing something I tapped my fingers on tabletops Sang ballads in the shower I had no idea what it was That made us incomplete It wasn't always just so There were so many times I felt so full I could burst And love would leak from within But when I lacked, it was dark I felt dry, like a locked empty home I folded in to myself, origami swan Creased and dog eared, not the first time I loved the idea of life you told me We could have had together Did everything I could to help you Get us there eventually But I realized that eventually You would still drown out My little, little voice Among the noise of your speakers No matter how much money You made, it would be the same Chasing something that would Never be enough in the end I was waiting for you To love and prioritize me To see me for exactly who I was Instead of who you had wished I would be Someone who always loved you Put you first and cherished your quirks Who would have stayed but saw That you would never change You find no fault In what you have done It is me to blame For not accepting partial love I found out that what was Missing all along was you Truly respecting and cherishing me As freely as I did it for you So instead of waiting For you to change, I did “Mom, I am a rich man” I changed into the partner I needed Someone who cherishes me Someone who protects me Someone who puts me first Someone who isn't afraid to be close to me
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My face is Your shame My pain is Your reminder My words are A knife
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May 27, 2022
May 27, 2022 at 10:39 AM UTC
Reminder