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Brie Williams May 2021
Nature is incomprehensible to your sidewalk mind
Structures with no name are merely that to you
Wet ground is a fairytale to you
Not the sensation you feel taste and smell on a Sunday
Brie Williams May 2021
I can’t dive anymore
Like I once could
Like I should
It feels dry at the core
No heart inside boils like once before
End of the road
I suppose
I was supposed to be
Should have
Could have
Would have
Never to be
Brie Williams Apr 2021
I have my own dance
No one can compete with
Not once
It’s a style of its own
A clap and a stomp and a twirl
So many twirls
Makes you want to clap along
Makes your heart beat in rhythm
Watch me dance a dance you’ll never dance
Watch me bleed from my toes and knees and heart
The drip drip drip keeps rhythm better than that heart
And I hope you watch with the same envy that caused me to be lonely
I hope you wear the same evil eye badge that I wear on the soles of my shoes
Stomping and clapping and twirling
Brie Williams Apr 2021
You’re calm like the shore line
Always changing though
I’m topsy turvy
Crashing and splashing
Into you
At full speed
Salt burns me
But slaps you harder
Bleeding pores
Close another chapter
Brie Williams Mar 2021
It’s the tip tap of the phone screen scrolling
Heart beats and doesn’t stop growing
Gooey sticky
And you just noticed
Excited at the notion
Of you going round with other girls
And then the drip drop
my hearts frozen
Brie Williams Mar 2021
Lemons fall from fig trees higher
I can’t hear you feel me cryer
Tell me why I always like to try
Cut my leg you said it’s my thigh
There’s all the places I want to be
Take my hand or fall for me
It’s always the wrong wall
I’m too busy for the call
Brie Williams Mar 2021
I know how to peel a heart
It's a punch and a kick with a bite and a twist at the end
It's the blood on my face that I don't see til morning
I know how to peel it fast and quick
A tear and a rip
A triumphant roar I scream at you
Watching you dance the same dance with the same man twirling out of the frying pan and into the arms of the fire again
With charcoal toes I hear you call again
I know how to peel a heart
But what good is it when each time I peel yours I peel mine too
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