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sankhya-amaravadi
sankhya-amaravadi
she keeps searching for someone 
to spend her days with, only because
 she has too much love in her heart; 
 it’s starting to fill up her body,
 bounded only by her skin.
 she feels it trickle out of her pores, 
a viscous intuition,
 something that she will never see, 
but can only believe.
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Jan 5, 2015
Jan 5, 2015 at 5:40 PM UTC
slick like blood
I can still smell you, Hookah mixed with alcohol The strength of your arms Under that old shirt Having to shout over the bass And still feeling strangely intimate Almost like we never separated. And you know now, That I still loved you. And I know now, That you still love me. And it feels like we were never alone.
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Oct 26, 2014
Oct 26, 2014 at 4:12 AM UTC
Reunion
mercury’s in retrograde and i’m not happy about it whatever happened to the endless cold days of moving forward? instead we are pushed back into the unknowing states where anything goes and the slight fears become real again.
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Feb 8, 2014
Feb 8, 2014 at 12:59 AM UTC
mercury
A father on life support holds on When the doctors said he couldn’t, For his youngest daughter To fly across the world So he can see her before he passes. So it goes. Her car gets hit as she brakes On a snowy, wet day A girl with her whole life waiting Who gently starts to decay. They never find who fled the scene. So it goes. A child born to a chorus of Holy infant so tender and mild Sleep in heavenly peace On the twelfth day Of the twelfth month Of the twelfth year So it goes. Two lonely men And a world full of sorrow One stands proud and believing As the other falls, for a friendship Set to end only in death. So it goes. Called names from the start, a young girl Later, to others, beautiful To herself, unacceptable Spirals downwards into Depression, anxiety, suicide. So it goes. An elder brother Slams a tennis racket into His young sister’s nose And says that she tripped on the cement It bleeds a river. So it goes. A slowly failing planet Blue, green, and white Enveloped in the silence of space And the distance of cold stars So it goes.
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Mar 27, 2013
Mar 27, 2013 at 7:36 PM UTC
so it goes
(they say you die twice) as the curtains open as the curtains close as the applause thunders down the rows (the first time is your physical death) the programs rustle the audience is a mass of every age the spotlights shine on an empty stage (the second is the last time someone says your name)
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Jan 31, 2013
Jan 31, 2013 at 4:22 PM UTC
all the world's a stage
(start with a bow and a swish) we are a thousand beating symphonies variations of a familiar theme treble clefs and four/four rhythms chord progressions up to E (sorrow and anger and love and hate) arpeggios and interludes minuets quadrilles and waltzes the refrains, the fermatas, the reprises we are a thousand sweeping overtures (the last note rings through an empty auditorium)
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Dec 8, 2012
Dec 8, 2012 at 4:48 PM UTC
violin concerto no. 1
i never meant for it to end up like this it wasn't - wasn't it? (i wanted this to happen) now where is my dear husband and where is my dear sanity and where is my dear life (it's the spot it's on my hand it won't leave me) i must sleep - no i must not i must eat - no i must not i must wash my hands again and again and again again (this is all my fault)
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Nov 28, 2012
Nov 28, 2012 at 7:56 PM UTC
the ****** spot (that won't leave)
You asked me to dance At two am In the darkened kitchen With no music The sound of cars roaring by outside Me in my nightgown, you in your satin pajamas I remember the room smelled of lilacs And I said yes So we danced the early morning away And then climbed into bed Just for a few hours Until it was time to face the day again And I can remember your Soft whisper Before you drifted off To dreams
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Nov 23, 2012
Nov 23, 2012 at 8:21 PM UTC
Reminiscence
Too many memories Golden sunlight streaming Trees, red and orange haze The way we laughed together Stop remembering No more memories Not from your room Not spending hours talking Not understanding, respect and no love Especially not love Not now, not ever Not ours
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Nov 23, 2012
Nov 23, 2012 at 5:41 PM UTC
Memory
Welcome here are the doors of Hell Those who know the tongue of angels are no longer considered pure The fire and ice will consume you Good luck getting out See you on judgement day when you're a skeleton or bag of bones Your world has ended Welcome to mine
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Nov 23, 2012
Nov 23, 2012 at 5:36 PM UTC
Hades