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Julia Apr 2018
In the morning
Frisky
Dancing around in
Bounds and leaps
...
In the evening
Pizza shame
Only seen by
90's cartoons
shorty and oldie, from a compilation called bedroom sessions
Julia Mar 2018
Eject
Call Quits
snap
snap
We’re done
arguing

this is the point
nothing
is the best it could be

Do something!
click
it black

to discuss this love
on the wrong plane
invalidates urMessage

(close) your (eyes)
and send me strength
ArE()TheY()sHuT?

whisper without words
the murmurs that move me
emotional elixirs: the essence

love in purple
trust in blue
freedom in orange
color in white light
brown textures of the Earth
growing green

(NOW oPEN IT)
let love flow
into (your heart) out of
your spirit pouring endless energy
cAn YoU fEeL iT?

Touch It.
Physically touch your screen to make a rainbow.
And let It touch You.

Weep with Gaia
as Freya spills her amber tears
know all of the pain of humanity
embrace the primordial pain
and weep for all of It.

let every leaf sweep a way

Introduce Yourself
firmly fluid
heavily light
intriguingly familiar
to find everything
yaw taht

Are you OK?

I’m fine. Just go away.

How rude.

I guess I’m the sour grapes
of life.

Days of blue sky inside
blue walls
Hello
Infinite screens between me

You never read me.
No one wants to hear me.
It’s no fun to feel me.
And only I can heal me.
Julia Mar 2018
if I could propagate
begonias
bright burgundies
would    F
        I
                            L
   ­­                L              my pages
if I could seed my sages
savor flavor
in my soils’ *****

baby read my mind
out LOUD
s
  l
        i
                    p them off your
                                          lip

quick tip:
a 3” snip and d  them in d
                         i                   r
                         p               i
                                             p
                                           s
line them
in white powder
beg them to           f
                       L      O      W    
                           e        r

cake is fake so take
your time to
dnuinw

the kids will be just fine

s                               e
    m                      l
                  i
you’re
       ­                                           a
                    ­                              l
                                 ­                 l
                                              ­    r
                                                  i
       ­                                           g
                    ­                              h
                                 ­                 t

i’m lost my (chain) of thought
cost too much i bought
cheap seeds
their screaming bleeds
bright burgundy
in my bed

i said
Indigo Snow come home
to set (me) free
lay me          to sleep



           down



                             W,I
                           delet
if you don’t get it then forget it so i don’t have to fking explain it. -ldr
Julia Mar 2018
Everything you gave to him
you can call right back at whim.
Regardless of physical closeness
a summoned soul returns to her hostess.
Some sections sullied if abandoned
can bleed blackness where they landed.
If a cleansing seems worthwhile
you can try another style.
The soul’s appendices when spent
regenerate with love’s intent.
Hues of blue that softly scatter
soon can spectrum when we matter.
Keep on crying to dry your well;
keep on praying to bind your spell.
Never try to trick a fairy, because that **** will burn you from the inside out forever. Heaven and Hell are here on Earth.
Julia Feb 2018
The day Acorn met Apple
He stared smiling at her
And stardust formed overhead

The day Acorn fell for Apple’s core
He tore the viral spore
Feeding on her soul no more

He polished her up
Ripened her fruit
He sprouted her seeds

A tree grew inside her
Acorn grew right beside her

Believe me the ringing from their seedlings singing
Made breathing seem easy

Believe in things changing
for better or worse
I will always be right here

On pages made with sunlight
Inscripted under starlight
Ingested by the firelight

Remove the screen to see
sparkles in a stranger’s eyes

True love never dies
And is brought to life
When rainbows soar the skies
Julia Feb 2018
I met someone
we had some fun
then we were done

he made me so happy I couldn’t write
he made me so happy I didn’t bite
he made me so hopeful I thought we might...

I met this man
whose daddy hand
could burn my sand

we stole each other’s shirts
kissed each other where it hurts
planted flowers in these dirts

repainted stained and tainted glass
gave each other words to pass
decided not to pay for class
alas...

sand falls through spaces
between fingers’ interlaces
wind blows it in our faces

we shared some time
body soul and mind
there is no rewind

I said things I didn’t mean
Across the darkness like a screen
Pages burned and turned the scene
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