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Abby 2d
the type of heat
that comes only from
biking
in the infinite rain
makes you want to
strip off all clothing
let the droplets freckle you
bathe you in their boundlessness
so that you too, can be infinite
Abby 3d
I have stopped putting on music
To take myself away
From the ordinary bits of life
I accept their monotony
Roll around in it
For it is life too.

I have stopped putting on music
To escape the extraordinary brain
That accompanies the ordinary bits
I allow it to be strange
Relish in its oddity
For it is me too.
Abby May 8
I start to get reckless
With my thoughts
Among other things

I dance in the kitchen
Alone
Hair in my mouth and eyes
Hands on my body
Breath in the air
Joints bending
Muscles frolicking
Soul in the music
Feelin free
Gettin reckless
Abby May 5
it seems
everything whole
and pure
my brain shatters
and taints
Abby May 2
i felt it
i felt it
i was so close to peace
walking in the grass
talking to the geese
i loose it
i loose it
now thoughts come back running
rush from the sky
they impede with a humming
shove my fingers in my ears
make it stop
make it stop
i don't want to die
i don't want to rot
emotions all over
overflowing and suppressed
i envy the simple
hate the brain that’s obsessed
~
progress lost and i am the only one to blame
(obsessive thoughts **** and
cause me such pain)
Abby May 2
you have saved me countless times
many without asking
in the garden of my mind we roam
i feel free of masking
i get caught up in the seeds
become a vicious plotter
you point out the fake flowers
ones i should not water
i am not perfect
but neither are you
my wings were clipped
but together we flew
(a poem for my best friend)
Abby May 2
it feels like a trap
(my brain)
it gives me the wrong answers
(keeps me suffering in vain)
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