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 Aug 2021 My Dear Poet
Zoe Mae
Me
 Aug 2021 My Dear Poet
Zoe Mae
Me
Insignificant and insightful
Delirious yet delightful
Neither spirited nor spiteful
Both frightening and frightful
 Aug 2021 My Dear Poet
Zoe Mae
Sitting here trying to yank out a poem
Uninspired, not in the zone
Seems I've written it all before
Once you write a good piece, it's hard to write more
I used to scribble just for myself
Now sometimes I feel, it's for someone else
It hurts to work on a poem and then get 20 views
Out of that, probably 2 likes or few
I won't allow myself to write for thumbs up and hearts
I can't blur where the real world ends and gigabytes start
Yeah I had to yank this out, and for now it's all I got
I'll lie and say I don't care if you like it or not
 Aug 2021 My Dear Poet
Zoe Mae
Stand me up
Sit me down
Show me who's the boss

Wind me up
Wipe me down
Nail me to a cross

Rip me up
Burn me down
We both know it's no loss
 Aug 2021 My Dear Poet
Zoe Mae
If you want to lead
miscellaneous me
miscellaneously
until eternity
I'm in...
And then
the night
comes flooding
in, like
a spilled beer.

Fear is a
rabid bat;
fatally
infecting.

Loneliness is
an ice cube
in a bathtub
melt-
ing
slow-
ly.

Love is a
flat toad in
the road of
life.

Hope is a
broken dish,
an empty
pocket,
a shattered dream.

Life is a sparrow
in the cat's mouth,
an abscessed
tooth, with no
antibiotic.
It's a whale
in a frozen
ocean;
an eagle in the
city.

Insanity is
digging for the
courage to
continue
day after
day
after day.
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