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 Dec 2018 Sara Kellie
Jen
Ever Glow.
 Dec 2018 Sara Kellie
Jen
Do you ever
Journey to
The Ever Glow?
It’s a mist
Covered
Jungle,
With just
Enough
Fleeting
Daylight
To find
The path
Leading
To
Anywhere.
You know Cohen and Ellis,
Powel and McEnany,
Hutchison, Meadows,
And soon, Giuliana;
But try not to recall
The most infamous POTUS of all:

Donald the orange-skinned POTUS
Has a Pinocchio nose,
And everytime he speaks out,
You literally see it grow.
All of his well-placed minions,
And millions that can't be named,
Try to protect the Donald,
But only expose their shame.

Then one sunny DC Day
SC Jack Smith  says:
Donald with your team in flight,
Your term in office is finite
.

Then how his minions left him,
And they shouted silently;
Donald, you long-nosed politico,
You're a blip in history
.
Sad to destroy such a beautiful children's song with such a horrific adult song.
 Dec 2018 Sara Kellie
eileen
ʳᵉˡᶦᵍᶦᵒⁿ ᵈᶦᵛᶦᵈᵉˢ
ʳᵉᵍᶦᵒⁿˢ

Is it in the name of their God
that they create war

Is it
the lack of humanity
we've lost

makes the earth shake
disappointed
with their faith

I use to believe
in angels
and demons

I recognize them

- driving cars
- on TV
- buying groceries

I know
there's
- pure hearts
-  good words
- happy places

careful now

I've spoken to Earth
she's afraid
of the billion pairs of feet
stomping their way
through her grounds
she's enraged
of the billion pairs of feet
tearing down her lungs

Sᵗᵒᵖ ᵐᵃᵏᶦⁿᵍ ᵐᵒⁿᵉʸ ʰᵒᵘˢᵉˢ
ʰᶦᵈᵉ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᶜʰᶦˡᵈʳᵉⁿ
ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵗʳᵘˢᵗ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵖʳᵉˢᶦᵈᵉⁿᵗ
ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ'ˢ ⁿᵒ ᴴᵉᵃᵛᵉⁿ
ⁿᵒ ᴴᵉˡˡ
ʷᵉ ᵐᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵇᵉ ˢᵗᵘᶜᵏ ᶦⁿ ᵗʰᶦˢ
ᵖᵉʳᵖᵉᵗᵘᵃˡ ᵒᵇˡᶦᵛᶦᵒⁿ
I let you be you
The only you
That you can do
So let me be me
The only me
That I can be
So us can be us
With some muss
And no fuss
 Dec 2018 Sara Kellie
devine
powerful silence
wake her up everytime
accepting distance
begging for goodbye

burn photographs on the wall
it doesn't matter to you at all
so she drown herself in alcohol
fading memories she could recall

she lost in her palace
her head is too light
the room is spinning
but she didn't try to hold tight

just like that
she fell back
and called it a night
that was it
she'll never be found
she'll never see light

everyone wears black
reflecting the cloud
roaring grief
filled with regret

but you laugh
thunderously
just minutes
before it turned
to a scream

you felt the horror
tingling your neck
you were scared
of the truth
that destroys

you said it wasn't your fault
you said you didn't break her
you said the bruises were already there

yes
it's you
it is because of you
but she never thought that it's true
Look and see
it's right there, splashed upon the screen.
Pixel will dance,
pixel will craft, for those
within those means.
A whole world all
apart from worlds
where I walk less than wander.
Everyone looks dazzling,
and so together, too.
It was sad once, now the sad's passed,
and I'm mostly confused.
Faces on the screen share their
pointed lives like it means a thing.
Meaning lives in the thought itself. . .
Dazzling. And so together, too.
If this game makes so much sense,
what is wrong with me?
What is wrong with me?
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