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 Mar 2018 Hopeless Outlet
Lizzie
You make me feel like I'm floating in the darkness...
When your lips touch mine it's like I can finally breathe...
And when you hold me close, pressed against your firm body, you make me feel safe, and protected...
I hope to be the star in your darkest nights, and the warmth you feel on your lightest days...
 Mar 2018 Hopeless Outlet
Bee
It’s not about fitting it all into the car;
it’s about fitting the pieces together
against the agrestic trunk space.
It’s the way we hungrily wait
to spit up our influence It’s
the patient extraction of
a cat cornered conver
sation that is easier
to  shove  under
the innate rug
that is this
chaotic
l i f e
 Mar 2018 Hopeless Outlet
Violet
i'm beginning
to memorize the soft meat
of your palms
and the gentle curve
to your knuckles
here we go
 Mar 2018 Hopeless Outlet
Bee
You’re the judge and
your jury is captive.

These old fashioned customs
like burning vellum
don’t fit--

to deny a woman her love
or challenge the love from him.

A wedding should be in store
two brides on the steps of City Hall
or two sets of suits and ties

We all need something to believe in.
We all need a sedative to aid us.

Your disciples place disgrace
on the church--
if they can, why can’t we?

I’m not convinced that
this is what you wanted.
 Mar 2018 Hopeless Outlet
Bee
hell is a place where
you constantly love those that
do not love you back.
 Mar 2018 Hopeless Outlet
Dev

You are 6 ft tall barely,
Already feeling broken,
haven't even had your first "real date."
Forgive me, I've misspoken.

You took her to a movie once,
You made her want to run,
Because she finally realised
I was the smoking gun.

I was one real reason,
bet you'd hate me if you knew.
Our newly ignited friendship?
Don't be kind, we'd be through.

Your words have too much impact,
You think things far too deep.
Your feelings have not subsided,
They haven't. Not in the least.

You say your mantra again
All thats happened, I'm above
If that is actually true,
Why do you still refer to her love?

Your heart is too invested,
I guess you're not for me.
For I was never going to accept
her seconds willingly.

Perhaps one far-off day,
When I'm comfortable with myself,
I'll remember these days,
And take my feelings off the shelf.
The angsty sarcasm is strong with this one!
 Mar 2018 Hopeless Outlet
Her
the moment a poet
falls in love with you

is the moment
you live

f o r e v e r

— The End —