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EB Jan 2022
I want something
I can't
have you ever
seen the sky
so blue

you forgot red and yellow?
EB Dec 2021
My life is dripping out of my hands
fingers aren't watertight

sticky palms
sticky jeans
red streaks down my shirt
Just a little puddle, cupped
and the **** thing's dripping out.

Run down my wrists
smear in my elbows
stain my shirt sleeves blue,
my tears are chapped
lips run dry
watch as I drown
in my favorite hue.
EB Dec 2021
I’ve been walking around inside-out
for a few years now

if I fall
my heart just may burst,

so my nerves won’t let me near you.
EB Nov 2020
Fit in a new gear

*****, *****, *****

but no clock is perfect
This one runs a little fast
a little strained

*****, *****, *****, *****

and now the metal's creaking.
EB May 2020
I stopped beside a summer brook
and could only see what the winter took
the banking stone was laid out bare
a few scattered lichens here and there.

But standing at my kneeling feet
one tuft of grass the wind couldn't beat
its leaves were calloused, stained winter-green
face shining skyward, labors unseen.

I stared at the gnarled thing
as the years grew thick in my throat
I couldn't remember its first little shoots
But here it was standing, with deep, deep roots.
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