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Whatever I am

is what I cause

I belong to no one's realm

my life sets its laws
Imagine if we could reach the stars and pluck them out of the sky because for you,
My darling,
I'd pick them and never stop.
Flowers are beautifully tragic but I'd rather give you your constellation in a bundle of soft clouds and a gentle warm breeze with lavender and chamomile.
Imagine somebody eternally embodying me in stanzas like I do for him.
Meeting you was an accident,
And
You are the scar
I never want to heal from.
 Dec 2020 Audrey Asfazadour
alex
and when you said
laughter is like a foreign language
i imagined that i was
teaching you how to
speak it
jcl. you said you don’t laugh much just in general, but i sat with you for two and a half hours and that’s all we did. i’ve missed this. i’ve missed you.
there’s no escape
from exploitation
all that you eat
animal or vegetable
was alive
trying to survive
that fire you make
the wood was a tree
buoyantly breathing
the virus reproducing in you
just wants to thrive
you vs. it
a zero sum game
But no
Cross-words
Lady J
Cigarette ash stings my finger tips
  As I wait in my car
                 for a boy
The cold winter air caresses my cheek
                 Just as he once did
Blue and red lights flash across my vision
Reflecting off of dark puddles
Like a movie
   In slow motion
                  they wheel his body away
  And I sit in my car
            and wait for a boy
hi guys im back lol
look up at space
the blank void
of everything
larger than any of you and i
leads us to realize
that everything slips away eventually
blank and black voids reside within you and i
only can we unlock what’s true
once we depart
give me your gentle loving
and your tender caressing.
speak to me softly
but love me oh so loudly.
- - -
scuffle of feathers
laid upon the grass
their weight not
enough to sink in

so they rest atop
the blades
so delicately
leaving no trace
of what took place
to lay them there.
 Dec 2020 Audrey Asfazadour
jl
Crush
 Dec 2020 Audrey Asfazadour
jl
Late night texts
Sleepy eyes
Small smiles
Butterflies

Stolen moments
Held inside
Beating heart
Stupefied

~

Left alone
Tear filled eyes
Chapped lips
Scarred thighs

Empty promises
Cast aside
Broken heart
Terrified

~j.l.
there's a reason why its called a crush
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