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 May 2016 Mallow
Got Guanxi
11.11
 May 2016 Mallow
Got Guanxi
Synchronitities

It's 11.11 again,
AM through to PM,
Just to see you again,
In all your simplicities.

11.11 again,
Now tell me what's the relevance,
When I see you there,
Lying in sentimentality,

You got the 411,
Telling me just about anything,
That you can breath,
Steals your rationality.

11.11 again,
The sentence that won't ever end;
Caught up in a comma coma,
Blinded by the clarity,

11.11 again,
I seen it on the TV screen,
What does it mean to you & me,
Simple sequenced synchornities
X
 Sep 2015 Mallow
BarelyABard
A mere bite won’t satiate the shadow.
The smallest morsel can’t fill its appetite.
The hunger never ends and we’re precisely what it craves.
We shed a tear, the shadow sets the table.
We clench our fists; the shadow grips a fork.
We cower in fear; the shadow licks its lips …
Our dreams go great with wine,
and our hope is picked by toothpicks.
A portion of you is never enough.
It wants to pick you apart
piece by piece,
and leave your bones for the
dogs at his feet.
Goodbyes seem like a waste of time,
at moments such as this.
We'll meet again around the bend;
I'm almost sure of it.
If you don't believe me,
take a look at all the facts.
It's gone like this now all day long,
and yesterday at that!
I'd say it's best we walk away,
with a smile and with ease.
You'll find me floating down the road,
or see me strolling through the trees.
Wrote this on a scrap of paper leaving a festival Sunday morning. Just found it tucked among my bags!
 Sep 2015 Mallow
BarelyABard
Someone is listening in the darkness.
Gravity cannot contain our voices and the stars embrace every scream,
the galaxies every song;
a millenia of music notes and battle cries.

Someone is watching in the darkness.
Curious eyes at such a strange celestial blue questioning itself,
earnestly gazing in every direction.

Someone is waiting in the darkness.
Patiently listening to our feet tread ground we were once afraid of
with hopeful eyes  moving forward from all we thought to know.
 Sep 2015 Mallow
Aidan
Hands clasp perfectly together
     A grip can’t be broken    
Flawless face drenched in auburn silk
     Cold eyes engulfed by charcoal-dipped cotton, searing a gaze into   memories      
Skin softer than water
     Each touch painting off-toned purples and greens    
Lips quiver in excitement
     Jaw clenched tighter with each painful glare    
One walks free
    *One forever marked
i wanted to avoid using pronouns/ gender specifics
 Sep 2015 Mallow
Aidan
Vices
 Sep 2015 Mallow
Aidan
Anxiety through the roof
Sweaty shakey palms
Concentrated sweat
wiping X’s off my hands
To get glass of Jack
And lean back and relax
Another ****** relapse
Of the mind losing my time
Another ******* pointless line packed up
Like im homebound passed the
Disease around
With more depression and stress
In my legs quivering
Knee caps busted
nitroglycerin  
combustion in my chest
Because no one is ******* listening
 Sep 2015 Mallow
Joliejoliesara
You became the equivalent of an overdose.
I rather perish in our daze
than to
be without you
D.A.R.E say no?
is it not strange
that the knowledge
of returning spring

helps little

in the here and now

to forget
the oncoming chilling gusts
of winter?

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