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170 · Mar 2018
Steam
Connor Mar 2018
I'm in the shower
Water caressing my skin
Steam clouding my eyes.

I'm cleansing myself
Washing away yesterday.
Awaiting rebirth.

What will I become
In the time before my next
Shower, I wonder?
163 · Mar 2018
Hickey
Connor Mar 2018
You can convince yourself
That you can survive
But deep down, you know
Love is needed to thrive.

You can tell yourself
That you can forget
But you know you'll always
Remember the day you met.

You can say to yourself
There wasn't a spark
Because you won't accept
That someone left a mark.
I found this among other old things. I thought I'd put it online :)
161 · Mar 2018
Coffee
Connor Mar 2018
Burning hot liquid
Snaps me out of morning gloom
Fogs up my glasses.

It travels down my
Throat, filling me with caffeine.
A warm sensation.
Two haiku style stanzas. My actual coffee is cold now. Off to the microwave, I go!
150 · Feb 2018
Battleground
Connor Feb 2018
On and on like a merry-go-round
my thoughts are drowning in the sound
of a ****** and merciless battleground.
No idea.

— The End —