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 Apr 2016 Kush
Julie Butler
planting
 Apr 2016 Kush
Julie Butler
ecstatic, lateral / irrational longing
ticktock time bomb waiting for your
slack to tighten, get back to me

whiskey-stung bottom lip under
white sheets and thunder
hollow hands hold out heavy-
drowned secrets from my left lung
make the nights last longer
make the air even against the thought of what you sing when I'm leaving

recount the loudest bouts from which I crumble
worship one thigh at a time, my god
why don't they come with a warning;
the morning put stones on my bowing
another good reason to kiss you
another's lost lover, ocean story
red-wave cravings
I'll pay in great shades of grey & plunder
shave my legs and go
right back under
 Apr 2016 Kush
complexify
The beautiful sky endures the rain
The stars above continues to faint.

Fragile hearts were torn apart,
But at least
None of us lost
Our precious shards.

Darkness dwells, emptiness fills,
Losing like hell, missing your kiss.

We were made to climb the mountains
Instead we run around the fountains.

Love was strong this time of night,
Without you here, I'm in fright.
 Apr 2016 Kush
Torin
I am aware of the space I inhabit
As fully as it is aware of me
As much as I am only decoration
My sound becoming color
Unseen by eyes
I lose myself in the strings I hold
I hold with love
I sit alone in empty rooms
And still sing my song for you

I couldn't not make music
You know
And I know
You couldn't not hear it

I am confined by the space that keeps me
As fully as it traps me in
In a way it binds
My hands are tied
And I can't touch you
I lose myself in the dreams I hold
The stars I love
I float through the universe
And still sing songs for you

I couldn't not make music
The song in my heart
Speaks to your soul
You couldn't not hear it
There's a light shining on our love
Showing the world what dreams are made of
It's a glow that surrounds our souls
Compressed into one so everybody knows
We were made for each other
And we brighten the world
But only if we're together
 Apr 2016 Kush
DaSH the Hopeful
I picked a flower in May just to watch her blossom all for myself
Beautiful and brilliant I sat her in a glass on a shelf
I added water so she wouldn't go dry
Magnificence such as hers I couldn't let die
I watched as she grew
Time flew and flew
Her petals orange and blue like a vanilla sky
As she prospered and danced I noticed a change
Something very strange that caught my eye
Her stems became vines intertwined simultaneously with my poetry and life
In place of green,
She overflowed out of the glass in white sheets of paper
And it was there she made her illustration so divine
A perfect drawing of a heart
That turned out to be mine
 Apr 2016 Kush
Aeerdna
You are at the end of my fingertips
yet your heart so far away,
I  can't ask you to keep me warm
on nights when icicles stab my soul.

Dreaming daily
though I know
the song you sing
is  not for my ears to hear,
the stars you love
are not for my eyes to see.

The wind whispers your name
through the pores of my skin,
loneliness and pain getting greater everyday.
The sky is falling over me again
and you can't see my despair.
Weak, collapsing,
looking  for your strings to ease the fall
and at the end of my fingertips
there's just a cold, quiet picture
haunting me whole.

I look for you and I know
that it is not in heavens
nor in hell
where I want to find you
but
on this Earth
walking
next to me.
In vain I look
my heart will once more die in silence
cause the sky is falling over me again
but you are not here
and it's not for me the song you sing.
https ://soundcloud.com/aeerdnaloony/your-song-is-not-for-me

https://youtu.be/jfNOdsvMke4
 Apr 2016 Kush
Ree Bunch
Digging
 Apr 2016 Kush
Ree Bunch
I see her digging feverishly-
digging holes in search of things to keep.
She digs even though her palms are calloused and raw.
The yellow sunlight has moved to the moonlight’s glow.
I can only see her futile struggle;
in search of the things that’s already resting in her cupboard.
Sometimes people are constantly searching for happiness, love or etc. But as they're so focused on searching they miss it when it's right in front of their face.
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