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 Nov 2016 Mozalios
Brent
Déjà vu
 Nov 2016 Mozalios
Brent
October 30, 2016, 11:45pm* // *December 31, 2015, 11:45pm
I'm waiting for Halloween // I was waiting for New Year's
Lying on the floor of a cottage // Lying on the floor of a hotel room
That barely has any windows // That doesn't even have windows
With a cup of coffee and a bottle of beer // With a cup of coffee and a can of beer

Tick tock
As the battery power of my laptop goes down
My consciousness fades slowly
As the two hands of the clock points up

Five minutes before 12, we start talking.
And thus began the most special moment in my life.
I meet the closest thing to my supposed "soulmate"
And I've never been happier.

timelapse. gone.

**But in this beautiful deja vu, I hope for a rewind. A redo. Now I wait as :55 turns into :00 and hope that everything will go back the way it was with you.
I know you'll read this, chbwbz. I ******* miss you.
 Oct 2016 Mozalios
Slur pee
inanis.
 Oct 2016 Mozalios
Slur pee
You don't see me
You see through my layers
Of plastic sheets,
My void, my empty.
The place where blood
Would pulse and beat
Where our souls would meet,
Now only loneliness convulses
And hatred seethes
Bubbling from these pores
I'm melting, I'm melting!
Here in this horrible void,
Gravity contorts and
I feel heavy and weightless,
Pulled and pushed
Until I'm shapeless.
I carry graveless bones
To no destination,
To no home.
I'm nowhere
And
No one.
Alone
Alone
Alone.

-SLuR
 Oct 2016 Mozalios
annabel
i will never understand
why you held me
when i was the fire
and you were afraid of warmth
05.27.16.
 Oct 2016 Mozalios
Lunar
w e e d
 Oct 2016 Mozalios
Lunar
he asked if i ever smoked
because my eyes are always teary
and my lips are pale and dry
with my hands always shaking

i told him no
but my mind's a constant cloudy haze
and it's caused by something dangerous
to both our health

when it burns, it has this unpleasant smell
and tastes bitter on my tongue
much like your bitter lips
spitting out unpleasant words

it's us bygone,
it's we
in the past tense
it's we-ed
hi!! i enjoyed writing this one, because it popped up at first while i talked to tamia about **** (see what a conversation between two poets can cause) and i made a joke that there's a 'we' in **** and the "-ed" is a suffix for the past tense of some action. so i decided to play it into a poem and voila! enjoy this **** :-)
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