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we the people don't know
what is going on behind the
scenes
where there's much well secreted
out of our sight
screens

were we to have ken
of these covert
plans
we'd be shocked by their
wide ranging
spans

would seem our knowledge has been
purposefully
obstructed
on the new order being
furtively
constructed
 Oct 2020 Johnfrancis
amanda
chest
 Oct 2020 Johnfrancis
amanda
our life will be a series
of you
breaking my heart,
and then begging to glue it
back together—

the closest you can get
to putting your hands
on my chest
 Oct 2020 Johnfrancis
Mrs Anybody
I fell alone
and no one caught me at the end
you say I'm just a friend
but act like I'm something more
this is the pre-chorus of a song i wrote and just perfectly describes my relationship with this person...

also check out my other poems!  :)
 Oct 2020 Johnfrancis
Astral
Poetry
 Oct 2020 Johnfrancis
Astral
When I was a child,
I was taught poetry wasn't mild,
It was deep as the sea,
And it seemed truly unachievable for me.
I was taught poetry had to rhyme,
Every single line, every single time.
So poetry seemed out of my reach,
Like chasing a seagull down a beach,
Jumping ever so slightly away,
Or soaring into the sunny day.

So I never thrived for what I thought would,
No, Could
Never be.

I guess now I'm fixing the mistakes of past me.
 Oct 2020 Johnfrancis
amanda
i wasn’t wrong
to fear monsters
as a girl

i just expected them
to live in the dark

not in the silence
when you don’t respond to me
i assume you’re with her
—in her—
forgetting all about me
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