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 Aug 2018 Sara Kellie
Raja Smith
Do you to know what its like to feel the touch of an angel?
Do you know what its like to feel the warmth from a halo?

Do you know what its like to feel you near me?
I know you're gone, but you can hear me.

Every day I am blessed to feel you by my side.
Every day I'm thankful for this crazy wild ride.

Because you started my journey,
And made me soar like a bird.
To fortunes and dreams already foretold.

The blessings that came from your presence here,
Lead me down a path I hold so dear.

I thank you each day for your guiding light
I am grateful each dream I see you at night.

I love you a lot don't you ever forget
But I'll repeat it out loud and always say it.
 Jul 2018 Sara Kellie
Francis
He’s a happy guy but riddled with toxicity.
He doesn’t want to die he just wants his life as he knows it to end.
Hooked up to all culture’s most poisonous habits.
An infection.

A boy looking up to a world of lifestyle comparison.
Stone, chemical, claustrophobic habitats.
Freedom chases you in the form of slick car adverts,
you just can’t get away from ultra cool pain.

A boy running through a field of urban misery.
Deep thoughts bore him, he’s only interested in killer one liners of the most escapist variety.
The ones that really know what they’re saying.

Whisky, blood, heavy boots stumbling on wood.
He can’t make it through the day without a drink behind closed doors.
Toxic blood and deep breaths,
never happier than when death closes ever further in.
There’s a breath more chemical than human and a look in your eye, like you’re lost in your own solace.

Everyone has problems, but it’s not bleeding into their lives quite like yours,
blood toxicity is too high to justify.
An intervention.

But smile baby and drink up tonight, you’ll be alright up in the sky.
Jesus is sitting on the commode;
disciples clambering at the door,
"LORD, we all need to ***!"
"Eat **** & die, u ******* &
get away from the ******* door!"
God smelled something foul
in the garden & thinking the
man had discovered manure,
god came down & found Adam
fast asleep w/ **** all over his face;
What have u been eating? shouted
the Lord, shaking the trees;
Adam awakened startled,
seeing god's fury:      have u eaten
         of the Tree of the Knowledge
                             of Good & Evil?
No! Lord, no!   cried Adam,
It was the woman!   she made
chocolate lava cake & I ate it,
whined the trembling
creature,        face to the ground in
fear & awe;                 god walking
away shaking his head & saying,
      put some clothes on, *******;
what are clothes? called Adam;
       god sitting down on a rock to
think things over was only mildly
      surprised when Eve, bare skin
      ethereal as summer rain came
  & sat beside him;           not exactly what u
                       had in mind, is he? she asked,
                   wrinkling her freckled pug nose;
nope, not at all, said god, but it's alright;
my kid's a carpenter; I'll get him down
here to patch things up;     Eve stood
abruptly to her feet,  heatedly wagging
pert ****** *****;          A carpenter!
she hollered; well, I hope he learned
carpentry in medical school, she sniped,
marching into the brush & returning w/
a bowl of fresh fruit: hungry? she said;
|        I could eat - - oh-**-o! so,
            u're the smart one!
Whenever need me
Call me with eyes and lead me
Showing lips so tasty, freaks!
Holy Mama
You're a beast!
To all those who know they've been abused in a one side love but they keep on loving that ... for the sake of love for the sake of poem such a sweat suffering such a wise chosen stupidity
 Jul 2018 Sara Kellie
caitlin
i preach about self love
when it’s something i lack
i tell you to hold on
when i’m not sure i can
i comfort your worries
while mine cloud over me
i encourage you to take care of yourself
while i struggle to stand
i teach you to love what you see in the mirror
while i can’t even look into mine
Flowers in their hair
Smiles on their face
Demons in their head
Drugs in their veins
Knives in their drawers
Puke in their toilet
Blood on their floor
Pain in their hearts
Storms in their souls
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