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Julie Langlais Feb 2016
I contemplate
I buy it on aromatic instinct
The fight emerges
Don't eat it!
You're not even hungry!
I sit in my head
While the words debate
The palate ultimately wins
My hands follow orders
The sweet melting chew
Savory icing
Made for my mouth
I close my eyes
Taste buds dance
Pure enjoyment
A moment has escaped me
In my candy land
Until it's gone
A guilty pleasure
Plagued stomach
Churning to
Disappointed intestines
An alien
They don't quite understand
As it has no nutrients or vitamins to absorb
Sending the lipids and sugars
Away to live as fat
Surrounding areas I dislike most
I look in the mirror
And I imagine where that regretful donut went.

© Jl 2016
The donut here is a representation of fast food in general.
  Feb 2016 Julie Langlais
syhlent blue
Stuck in my own prison

My thoughts have enchained me

Bound to these feelings that I crave

Desiring the closure that I deserve

You took my shallow heart and gave it depth

Then you left

Making me believe that there's so much more to hold on to

Then letting go

Now I'm the only one holding on

Also holding on to all these mixed emotions

While you let go of everything we had

I'm starting to think we never had it

Please disconnect me from these memories

I need to breathe

I inhaled you

You exhaled me

I give you more

You give me nothing

Now I'm trapped in this lost and found

And you'll never come back to reclaim what you once had

Maybe it's because you never lost it

You let it go and found something new..
  Feb 2016 Julie Langlais
Sk Abdul Aziz
Don't let a damaged past define your present and ultimately determine your future...fight and change the scenario...'coz what you were isn't as important as what you are and what you will be.
  Feb 2016 Julie Langlais
James M Vines
Instant coffee, instant video, on demand shows. Paper cups, paper plates, plastic this and cardboard that. Things that are just wasted and discarded. Throw away phones that end up in third world countries polluting their soil and water so that the children can eek out a meager living amongst the fumes and poisons. When did we loose the value of something. When did an heirloom become a bad thing. In our disposable world that we live in. Even life seems to have lost some of it's value as people have become a commodity and are easily thrown away.
Julie Langlais Feb 2016
Your heart has holes
From the knives of past
Stabbed in maliciousness
Punctures that remain
Help in compassion
Trust in loyalty
Bonded in pain
All the good sent your way
seeps out of the holes in your heart
Nothing can ever stay

© Jl 2016
Helping someone who can't see the problem is usually their biggest problem.
  Feb 2016 Julie Langlais
Gypsy soul
I am a pearl in a world full of diamonds.
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