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  Aug 2019 Atticus
My name is Heaven
Click, click
Scroll, scroll
Light shine in my face
Clock is ticking
As I lie awake

What time is it now?
Doesn’t even matter
The birds will chirp soon
I’ll hear all the clatter

My family waking,
Breakfast will cook
“You’re up early!”
But sleep I never took

Click, click
Scroll, scroll
Tap, tap
Roll, roll

Side to side
I rocked all night
A comfortable spot?
No, not quite.

Time to get up, another restless night.
Will I ever sleep again?
  Jul 2019 Atticus
Diana
Why do we naturally close our eyes
When we kiss
It’s as if it’s a reflex built in our genetic code
Eliminate one sense
Sight
And all of the others must heighten
Touch
Taste
Smell
Hearing
In order to compensate for the loss of one
So when we kiss
We want to taste the other
We want to feel the other
We want to hear the other
More deeply
More closely
So
Close your eyes
My dear
  Jul 2019 Atticus
Ann
keep your eyes closed love.

           e     t      
       m           i
    o                 m
s                        e  
                            s     all you have to
                                                                ­
                                                                ­ l                  to is what the sound
                                                           ­      i            n
                                                  ­                s           e
                                                               ­          t

                                                              ­                               v
                                                               ­                         a        e
                             ­                                          of the  w               s
                                                               ­                                       
                         ­                                                                 ­            tells  you
                                                                ­                                        to do.
"Keep your eyes closed, love. sometimes all you have to listen is to what the sound of the waves tells you to do."

When I was much younger, beaches were my second favorite places. I still love watching waves as they go by, crashing against each other and the whole process repeating all over again.
I could say
that I know what I want from life

I could say
that I want life

I could say
that I know what I want

But I don’t
Atticus Jul 2019
The ache in my stomach motivates me to keep going
The steadily decreasing number on the scale makes the hunger pains and sleepless nights, the bruises on my vertebrae

I slip up
I cry
The walls close in

The cycle starts again
  Jun 2019 Atticus
eileen
we can grow our hair
I could paint your nails
I'll use your shirts
you can wear mine too
I'll comb your hair
you could kiss my lips
I just want you to stay
believe me when I say
I'll do anything to see your face
anything to hear your voice
I'll give you that side of the bed
I would wear your cologne if you allow it
do you want to try my perfume
should I wear your socks
will you come by
stay for a little while
stay the night
stay with me today
don't ever leave
I'll do anything


now I know
I'm feeling it

love is so hard
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