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 Jul 2021 My Dear Poet
Dolores
Flee
 Jul 2021 My Dear Poet
Dolores
Sorry for keeping you,
After leaving me.
 Jul 2021 My Dear Poet
Dolores
I miss a lot of things that I can't have back
Like the flea market and my checked backpack,
Not worrying who I will be
Asking Peter please take me

The brown, green meadows, the lukewarm rain
I can't remember where I've been
When problems seemed so far away
When I talked to the sky and I believed.
 Jul 2021 My Dear Poet
Dolores
I am the color you forgot to bleach
The gospel you will never preach
The lesson you will never teach
Just a grain of sand on your neat beach.

I am the story you will never hear
The novel you will never read
A person you will never meet
And can I even call you mean?

For once and all I end this here
Won't look for you in every sphere
I'll be present, I'll be near
On Friday nights might wipe some tears.
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, I hate this color:)

from the couldn't write to the couldn't sleep
almost questioned the revenge from the read
to have the crumbled skin kiss the red
the lost bitten nails got teared and fed
pastel in capital letters on sand
the cruel wave washes in no clock hand
an orange flee for your life
leave a trail to follow and strive


                                                                                  -----ravenfeels

"Any last words", asked the priest,
Requested for today's paper,
"Read for me the obituaries page"
My name was not there.
There was hope.
21/7/2021
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