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SilentMetanoia May 2016
Raise your words, not voice.
It is rain that grows flowers,
Not thunder.
#flowers #rain #thunder #wise
SilentMetanoia May 2016
You are a July campfire
And you, baby hands stretched out in warmth,
calloused fingers plucking metal strings
moments of laughter I'd echo for hours

I am the forest, and I sit in awe of you
Frayed blankets over the leaves,
calf's and feet intertwined
other initials carved into my skin.
Oh won't you butter my squash?

Clean my seeds
Like the sins of my past

The baked passion inside
The oven racks
Racks
Racks

Stack the inner radiance
And peal me

The smooth orange paste
Will feel really zesty

Stay here on my cutting board
Send knives of kisses

Be merciless inside the sink
Blinking boiling stink

And watch as I eat your intestines
SilentMetanoia May 2016
This is chalkboard love                  
You're on my skin, powdered out  
In sketched skeletons

Find me blank once more
Fill in the empty spaces
Time and time again

Hide the eraser
Let's lose ourselves in our hands
Residue and all.
#love #chalkboard
SilentMetanoia May 2016
Why are you sad?
Because you speak to me in words
and I look at you with feelings.
#feelings #words #honesty #hurt #frustration
SilentMetanoia May 2016
You dress in all black
But have the most colorful mind.
SilentMetanoia May 2016
And like the moon,
She had a side of her so dark,
That even the stars couldn't shine on it
She had a side of her so cold,
That even the sun couldn't burn on it.
#sun #moon #dark #light
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