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a m a n d a Oct 2013
This is no
blind faith
this is no
sad or sorry dream
this is no
blind faith
round and
round my head
you go
crowned in my heart
electrifying
my heart
this is no blind faith
your crown
is real
a m a n d a Oct 2015
a search
born
of heartbreak
and
i always think
the last word
is the last word
but there
is always more
to say...
a m a n d a Aug 2022
so so real
it feels like a fiction

here to
take me somewhere

perhaps i imagine
this life of dreams.
a m a n d a Dec 2018
the wraith from
stargate a t l a n t i s
scare me
the
most.
a m a n d a Jul 2014
I could have went to China
for all you know.
I could have been summoned to Hell
*for all you care.
a m a n d a Jan 2021
i had never even guessed
that anything
had to be undone,
let alone
e v e r y t h i n g .

or that so much
can become clear
simply by
asking the question.
a m a n d a Jun 2014
how many things
   can i compare you to?
how many seas
   can i try to drown you in?
the sick part is
   i'm starting to note
   the absence of thought
   | the gaps in time |
the hum of nothing

that brings me back.
a m a n d a Nov 2017
i imagined myself
as a sheet of
silver metal,
with intricate designs
banged into it,

able to fold in
a multitude of
ways,

f l o a t i n g

gninrut

\floating\

in the empty space.
a m a n d a May 2014
and i will narrate my life
because it's mine
i will selfie myself
because i was taught
    to look
    to look
  self-portrait in charcoal
  self-portrait in pencil
  self-portrait times 20
     due in 3 days
i'll do what i want
because i can
i'll do what i want
*because i must.
a m a n d a Dec 2020
is it me
that is so
hard to reach?

or is it
all of you?
a m a n d a Oct 2020
in the end,
   even Odo gave in
to the desire
  to rejoin the
      great link
a m a n d a Dec 2013
i want
a place
that is green and
full of light
i want
a place
where
in the quiet
i can hear
the birds singing
i want
a place
where
the night sky
is bright and alive
how do i find this place?
how do i get to this place?
a m a n d a Jul 2016
i'm in
   such a
strange place
(hard to describe)

outside
      the construct
looking in

through broken
blinds and
mucus smeared
glass

such a
strange accumulation
of objects
surround me.
a m a n d a Feb 2015
and mind to numb
i
i
i
lose my flow with the sun.
a m a n d a Dec 2014
we all make choices.
i see that you have made yours...
nothing less than vile
a scant shadow of a human
i used to know.
one cannot despair
in the loss of such a thing.
a m a n d a Jul 2014
t i m e s t r e t c h
shadow hawk          
overhead and
i can  smell the            
                                cherry remnants of            
yesterday.
a m a n d a Nov 2013
don't underestimate
the POWER
of Kmart on
a Friday night
to shake loose your crazy,
make you bawl over
white
winter
coats,
and glare
menacingly at
holiday decorations.
a m a n d a Jan 2019
the ghost of christmas past
keeps running up on me
to and fro
with the
shuffling of papers and
the clinking of chains.
a m a n d a Oct 2020
in order to share
at least one person
needs to have s o m e t h i n g.

and someone else must
notice and
want some kind of part of that
s o m e t h i n g.

then both have to
openly acknowledge
these terms,

in order for the sharer
to know
that they
need to
let go
of
s o m e t h i n g.
a m a n d a Jul 2014
all of a sudden
i hate you
and everything
you stand for.
a m a n d a Sep 2016
(a secret)

command a
(select all)

mark as read
(and it is done)
without reading a thing
watch the numbers fall
and your heart shine
for an email inbox
with no
new
messages.
a m a n d a Dec 2018
no one touches
the downstairs
down there
down hairs.
a m a n d a Jun 2013
you don't understand
this isn't me
what you see is someone else
someone new
i don't know her very well
but i think i like her.

the thing is...
that she isn't amused
at anything she sees
anything she feels
anything that might be
or
anything that was.

you see,
things are wretched
i have been observing her
this new me
and i see her thought process,
and i see her point.
you should pay attention, because
i bet what she has learned applies to you, too.

no one really cares about what she wants,
not really
not truly.
there is no true love
no happiness.
trust no one.
accept this...
and maybe
you can hope for a crumb
of cruel and temporary comfort.

there is no karma,
but what a lovely thing to believe!
be as loving and giving as you want,
sometimes you don't get ****
coming back around to you.

you don't understand,
this isn't me.
these new things i'm doing
the things i've said to you
are new.
you are the first person to know
the new me.
i like the new me...
mostly (except, of course,
for all that i despise in myself).
a m a n d a Jul 2014
starting from nothing
is one thing,
starting from behind nothing
is another thing entirely.
a m a n d a May 2014
that night?
that night.
that day?
yes, that day.
long drive and that voice...
voice?
yes, heart drop and car swerve
terror on the bench
terror on the bench?
yes, teeth and hair and terror
on the bench
and wine and chicken and shoulder shrugs
inquiry about murderous intentions
and?
no ****** intended
follow me and
take the red mug
farscape
huh?
farscape.
and then?
and then...
oh, THAT night...
a m a n d a Jun 2013
[so i'm serving this one straight up]**

you tighten my chest with anxiety
wrinkle my brow in distress
and i don't understand your alien ways

i'm afraid to make
any sudden movements
- then again -
i'm also afraid to make no movements at all
should i freeze in place?
or maybe put down my gun
and slowly retreat?

i've been watching you build
that wall over there
and i'm pretty impressed
there is no way for me to
get to you without
looking like a complete fool

what would I do?
ready my stance
shoulder high and
throw myself at your wall?
your wall would hold firm and
i would just end up with a busted up face

climb it?
to what would i grasp on to?

jump or fly?
pretending the wall isn't there
will not help

you have to want to let me through

just make a tiny crack
and we can whisper to each other

i am no goddess of the stars
i am just me
standing outside your wall with
a look of consternation
a feeling of confusion
in need of an interpreter

i don't have a map
i've never been here before and
i don't know the laws

i continue to wait
seeking a light
listening for a whisper

but if you abandon me
i might get eaten by the wolves that
have been circling
yellow eyes menancing
low growls and teeth foretell
a fate undeserving.
a m a n d a Jun 2017
it is easier
     to try to unravel
the work of your predecessor,

than to create
     a legacy
of your own.
a m a n d a Oct 2013
they summoned me
to silver springs
to stand for my crime

but i don't want to go
to silver springs
plenty of my tears
wet the pavement
from here to there

plenty of dreams
have been crushed
like bones
on the way to
silver springs

-

i emptied my wallet
in silver springs
and on the road
i reflected on my misdeeds
my felonies
my misdemeanors
my wrongs

but whatever they are
i didn't expect
to be cast so violently
into this   v o i d

i'm paying. i'm paying.
for whatever i've done,
i'm paying.

dreams are dreams are dreams.
there are no
   silver
springs
just broken, flightless wings
    and all the dead things.
a m a n d a Jun 2018
women!
we must unify
and acknowledge
that it is WE
who are the creators,
the nurturers,
the peacemakers,
and it is time for
our unique power
to be unleashed on
a world run amuck.
and
we
are
|one|
a m a n d a Aug 2013
(for tara)

fourteen years ago
    we became sisters
  and found instant
        (colorful) reflections of
ourselves
    in each other

you are
   the sole observer
of the
humble and
        beautiful beginnings (they always seem so nice)
   the l  i  f  e
     (the dream, tara, the dream)
the hope
    the utter despair
and ruin
         of my love. of my heart.

you are
   my moon
in synchronous orbit
   checking on me
pulling me into you
   when i am
nothing, tara,
but a wretched
   sobbing
heap...

listening to my
  incoherent sobs
for hours
your voice soothing,
"i know, amanda, i know..."

and now
   as i barely have
my face
above water
...gasping for air
   i see you plunge
into the water
beside me
s
i
n
k
i
n
g

tara
you are me
   and i will catch you
and drag you
   out of this *******
if it's the last thing i do

i don't know why
   we cannot see
in ourselves
    what we so plainly
see in each other

but in the mirror
  i see first your beautiful smile
(so genuine)
    the way you naturally
physically reach out to
   people and touch them lightly
on the arm or hand or shoulder...
it radiates this warmth around you
      that is magnetic and puts everyone at ease

then your
   ******* beautiful hair
that i have been
     jealous of for
fourteen years
  beautiful tumbling
waves that shine in the light
...then those eyes
  amber deep
with a sparkle
to go with
   that smile and laugh
and i'm sorry, girl
  but your body
is banging...
you have always looked
    like a spanish dancer
  to me...like you should
have on a tight, shiny red dress
    and should be moving those hips
and bumpin that ***
  all over the floor
hair flying...eyes sparkling
men's jaws simply laying on the floor.
  
when i look in the mirror, sister,
that is what i see
and i am proud
a m a n d a Jul 2018
yet
h e r e
i already sit.
a m a n d a Jan 2022
time-slide
    straight trippin
thumbprint,
  wood-grain grippin
candy paint
          eyeliner d r i p p i n
a m a n d a Aug 2013
i
do not sleep.
i *do not

sleep.
i do not  sleep!

i do not sleep...
i
do not sleep*
i
do
not
sleep
at
appropriate
times.

the silence
sounds like waves
of energy
in my eardrums.
click  click    click    click
green flash
wifi yes
keep biting inside my lip
stop it hurts
sitting like a statue
4:30

sleep is a dream
sleep is a dream
closed eyes no thoughts
soft quiet
sleep
try try try
to sleep
reboot before
we run out of RAM
respring before
our programs
run sloppy
and crash

must cool the core
i think it's time
a m a n d a Feb 2021
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a m a n d a Oct 2015
there is me,
trying to reach you.
and there is you,
caught in a web.
a m a n d a Jan 2020
(...if we’re really being honest...)
it hasn’t been
   /the best of times/
now has it?
a m a n d a Jun 2014
i wish i could show you
what i'm made of,
*because it's not what you think.
a m a n d a Apr 2014
[he is gone]


the hardest thing
   i have ever had to do
  is attempt to convince myself
  that my feelings are wrong
that human connections i feel so strongly
are like whispers on the wind

bend my mind
to another perspective
    shift my gaze to try
to see clearly.
   tell myself that my truth
isn't the truth.

that just because i would never
do something to another person,
   it has no bearing whatsoever
on what they see fit to do to me.

trying to understand another mind
that will not open to you
is a fruitless struggle.

i haven't found a way
to explain my wrongness
  
there are things i simply
refuse to believe about you
because my heart gut tells me
to believe otherwise.
a m a n d a Oct 2016
(edited, updated, bigger, longer, richer, and better than ever)
(hilz says hi)
#obviouslyshepaidme
#idonthaveamindofmyown


when your opponent’s husband
(who, by the way,
is an entirely different
human being
than his wife, and is not
running for president
)
has an affair,
or is accused of
****** assault,
the claims are
absolutely
100% true.
the women
must be believed.
he* is
a criminal.

your candidate will go
so far as to invite
some of those women to
the debate to
shame his opponent,
and show
how *supportive
he is
of these women.
(because they are
serving his purpose).

your opponent’s husband
is a liar,
a ******,
a pig.
absolute filth
that should be
thrown in prison.

in fact,
your opponent
is even worse than him,
she attacked
those women. she
didn't believe them.
this is proof of
her hatred
of women.
(oh, the irony is
not lost on me, no sir.)

(also,
let’s pretend that
your candidate didn’t call
that exact man, your
opponent's husband,
a “victim” in regard to
the exact same situation
in 1998.)

oh wait,
i forgot you don’t care about things that
happened any
longer ago
than yesterday. unless we
are talking about
the opponent. because then
OBVIOUSLY
it doesn’t matter
when in time
she said or
did something.)
duh.

(this is what we like
to call a double standard.)

moving right along.

if the same thing
happens to your
own candidate,
accusers come forward,
OBVIOUSLY
everyone else on earth
is lying EXCEPT
him.
in fact,
every accuser (i lost
track of the number)
is an absolute liar,
too ugly for assault,
and getting paid
by a massive
worldwide conspiracy,
controlled by your
political opponent who
you also describe as never
having accomplished anything
in her life.
(strange how that works.)

when your candidate’s
wife does pretty
much the exact same
thing
your opponent did,
(stand by her husband)
proclaim his innocence,
and discredit the claims,
(for which you
label her
a liar,
an enabler,
an enemy of women)
it doesn't matter
anymore, because it
was your wife
saying it.
think about that for a second.

i’m just checking, guys.
i’m just trying to figure this out.

-

you do not like
that your opponent
has money. or seeks power.
that makes
her a disgusting,
horrible,
conniving,
***** *****.
(and DEFINITELY
has nothing to do
with the fact that she is
a woman).

and i guess the thing
that we are all
pretending
(right? we are
pretending this?)
that
she has
more money
than he does.
(she doesn’t).

anywhoo,
but because she has money,
she pays off literally everyone
on this blue planet.

she's probably even
paying me right now.

i'm probably a liberal
operative,
born in a lab,
bred for vengeance,
and the destruction
of these united states,
and this is
the culmination
of my life's work.
i jest.

but in fact,
your candidate has
MORE money
than her.

at least he says he does.
of course to you
this does not
matter and you
see no contradiction
in your thinking.

we don’t even
consider for
a moment
that
he pays
people off.
because, yeah,
billionaires don't
have any political
connections).
but how can we
even prove it?
he refuses
to submit his
tax returns to
the public, after saying
on record that he
would, but
don’t worry about that,
we don't care that he lies.
that’s not suspicious at all.
(for the love
of everything holy,
can you imagine the
fire and brimstone
if obama refused to
release his?!)
i mean it's so
ridiculous it makes me laugh.

alrighty then, moving along, once again.

when she
changes position
on a policy,
she is a liar.
a manipulator.
cannot be
trusted,
a flip-flopper,
being swayed by
special interests.

when he does it,
he is “evolving.”
i can't even say that
with a straight face.
(and let’s not for one
second pretend
he hasn’t flip-flopped
on almost every single
issue (guns, immigration,
foreign issues, his opponent,
nukes, wars, abortion, etc.).
see link at bottom for ***** and giggles.
-

she lies. she’s a liar.
we hate liars.

you use that
as your shield.


he never lies. (a-hem)
he LITERALLY LIES on
video, contradicting
HIMSELF, and his
own campaign,
within minutes.
not even years. minutes.

i mean geez,
it’s not like you
can scour
the internet for
proof or anything.

-

he respects women.
hmmm...let us
look at the evidence, shall we?

calls women accusing him of  ****** assault
ugly, out for money, liars. all of them.
because i guess
attraction = rapeability?
(it does not)
(even though he admitted to doing whatever
he wants to do to women, without asking, in his
own words)
it's on record.

he talks about
young girls
in sexualized terms.
it's on record.

he agreed
that he doesn’t
respect women.
it's on record.

he agreed he was
a ****** predator.
it's on record.

he said it’s dangerous
for one’s wife to work.
it's on record.

he said he loses his
**** when
dinner isn’t on the table.
it's on record.

he said
he can do whatever
he wants to
women because he
is powerful
and rich.
it's on record.

women who
breastfeed are
disgusting.
it's on record.

he doesn’t like
flat chests
or fat girls
it's on record.

all women
are gold diggers.
it's on record.

he doesn’t like to
give a woman
negotiable assets.
it's on record.

dogs,
pigs,
it's on record.

he wants to
repeal roe v wade.
it's on record.

he bragged about
walking into
beauty pageant
dressing rooms
full of naked
teenage girls.
it's on record.

hmph. it’s so hard to
figure this out.

(if i could roll my eyes
any harder they would
pop right out
of my head).

these aren't even
ALL THE THINGS.
straight from
the man's own
godforsaken mouth, unedited!
not opinions.
facts.

-

although his campaign
has received millions
of dollars in free
advertising,
and his entire
life is based
upon being in
the media spotlight,

the entire media
is a left wing
conspiracy.


(unless they report
something positive.
then it's not a conspiracy
anymore, then it's true)

side note.
i guess if he wins,
we can expect to see
just a SERIOUS
overhaul of the election
process, you know,
because it's so rigged.
and the whole thing
will be brilliantly
torn down and remade
within 4 years,
and be without
criticism
before it's time
for re-election.
because he wouldn't
want us all to go
ahead and try to vote
for him again in a
rigged election.
he cares about us.

and the media will just
be torn to shreds,
you know, but still free
and everything is
going to be so fair, you guys.
i mean things are going
to be so fair you
are going to get sick of it.
and really,
he's a super sweet guy
if he accepts the
presidency in an
election he
knows
is rigged.
cuz that's what
any upstanding
citizen would do.

-

she is an insider.
(i.e., what some of us like
to refer to as a professional)

he has been
talking about
running for president
since the
1980’s,
but OBVIOUSLY
HE would never
take money
for favors.
HE hasn't been planning this.
HE would never
seek power.
HE would never
politicize things
for his own best
interest.
only politicians
do that, and
he isn't one.
HE is for
the working man.

-

please, tiny, sweet baby jesus
with tiny jesus hands
help me.

-

it’s not hypocritical
at all for
him to constantly
talk about how awful it is
that jobs are
going overseas,
even though he
does THAT EXACT THING
with his own companies.

jesus, guys.
obviously he's just SMART.
(really? is that the word
we want to use? is that the
word we use to describe other
business owners who do
the same thing? uh, no, it's not.
i'm pretty sure they are
compared to criminals,
and labeled unpatriotic.)

because if you
believe something passionately,
like you claim to,
like american goods should
be created and manufactured
in this country,
and you are a billionaire,
with vast resources,
that owns businesses,
employs people in this country,
and you love your country
and all it's people,
and you have a sense of
right and wrong,
you don't cheat.
you don't take advantage.
other businesses do it the right way
why can't you?
that's what IT ******* MEANS
to have principles.

he is an opportunist.
he takes.
see the difference?

-

when she
calls your supporters
a bad, bad thing
(a basket of deplorables?)
she is a
disgusting,
unpresidential,
elitist
***** that
can never
be forgiven.

he would never,
EVER even
think about
calling anyone names.
never ever.
(i seriously don't have
the time in my life
to even attempt to list all
the examples.) although
the new york times
did a pretty decent job.

but you do recognize sarcasm, yes?

-

jesus,
people shouldn’t get
so friggen offended
all the time!
he says.
being
politically correct
is stupid.
it’s better
to be honest, like him.
(except he's not honest)
he just says ALL
THE THINGS
we are ALL thinking
but don't have
the ***** to say.
(um...really? you can
count me out of
that particular
generalization.)

-

he is not weak,
or a coward,
or a liar,
or corrupt,
everyone
else
is.


he would never
get offended
by an snl skit
and cry like a baby
about it,
because that's absurd.

or claim
that literally everything
is unfair,
because that sounds
like a whining child.
(which his wife
compared him to).

-

when someone
accused him of rigging
a pageant,
he sued them.
because "proclaiming
fraud is serious."
the accuser is clearly
just a loser. a bad loser.
(that's what he said).
OBVIOUSLY this
does not apply
when HE
claims elections
are rigged.

also, he doesn’t care
that the GOP Primary
was rigged,
(whoops, did you
forget that was
rigged too?)
because he won.
(yep, he said that too.)

-

i see patterns here.
(i learned about patterns
in kindergarten.)

-

he spends
campaign funds
on his personal
businesses.
(we don't care)

sued
for unpaid taxes,
discrimination,
****** assault,
fraud,
ripping
people off.
(again, we don't care. actually,
all these things are
probably just
further proof of his
very level-headed,
thoughtful, and
superior intellect.)

bankruptcies,
failed businesses,
using charitable donations
to benefit himself,
(while viewed as bad
things for all other
human beings, are
actually strengths of his.
because up is down.
and quite frankly,
we.
don't.
care.)

has sued literally
thousands of times.
(i thought people
who sued all the
time were jerks?)
welp,
not him.

-

when other people
settle lawsuits
that is an
admission of guilt.
(yep, he said that)
(so did his campaign manager)

when he does it
OBVIOUSLY the
opposite is true.

and he's done it MANY times.

-

he mocked someone
with a disability.
it's on record.

-

he mocked someone
who is deaf.
it's on record.

-

he has made
disparaging remarks
about the military.
it's on record.

he incites and
encourages
violence.
again, on record.

i'm gonna go ahead and say,
not so much
into the brown people?
or the gay people.
or the woman people?
or the poor people.
or the fat people.
or the refugee people.
or the science people.
or military people.
or government people.
or journalist people
oh yeah, or education people.
or people that disagree with him.
or stupid people who pay their taxes.

but like, totally into
everyone else,
like
white, male people.
that agree with him.
that are into violence.
and are rich.
and cheat the system.

he maybe sorta kinda
(ok, just flat out said it)
hinted at using the
second amendment
to **** his opponent.
on record.
god, you guys, seriously,
learn to take a joke.
because murdering your
political opponent is super funny.
i mean, it's fun, right?
it's especially funny in those
other countries. and for the murdered people.
it's not like kids are listening.
or like there are any crazy card carrying
white *** people
that think that might be a good idea.
gosh, get a grip.

said he could
shoot someone
in broad daylight and
wouldn't lose votes.
for realz? yes, for realz!

having one standard
for yourself
and the opposite standard
for everyone else
is dare i say,
the very definition of
i n e q u a l i t y.

if you think
you are
superior,
then just say so.
own that ****.

if you desire violence,
proclaim it.

if you desire inequality,
then shout it
from the rooftops.

if you think one
group should get richer
while others get poorer,
say it. support it.

if you think
women have no
value other
than the size
of their *******
and their *****,
by all means,
let us know!

because that's what he would do.
that's what he does.

don't hide behind
this excuse
of a man.

don't paint
yourself a
patriot,

regurgitate
outright lies
without doing
any research,

and don't think you
speak for
all of us.

because you don't.

pretending something is real
does not make it real.

i’m getting
tired of this.

hypocrisy
is gross.
oh, i'll just keep updating this ****, you can count on that.
just for funzies: https://www.facebook.com/OccupyDemocrats/videos/1206887309404321/
a m a n d a Jul 2013
i cried last night
and this night
i wrapped myself in misery
and sat alone
in the dark
feeling my despair
and alone-ness

take note,
not my usual
the universe is vast
i am in the void
loneliness
i can handle that
i am used to that

just a
i don't want to be alone tonight
alone-ness
a
what the hell is going on?
alone-ness

but
realist that i am
i knew no one was
coming for me
and
i would call
for no one else

the key to a semi-happy life
is simply
sufficient distraction
just the right
balance
of passion
and love
and energy
that's it.

so i distracted myself
shook off
my gravity pulling sadness
by turning on m u s i c
turning lights down
moving hips to sound
putting wine to mouth
(peanut m&m;'s don't hurt)
and neither does
other writer's
poetry

see?
i'm ok
distracted
by my distractions
in circles of vibrating
cycles of wants and
distractions

don't tell
but i'm keeping a
few secrets from you
i'm hiding some of
my words
i'm frustrated
by the way
my words fly out
or don't

hush.

it's exhausting
keeping myself
on the road
to happiness

ha.
a m a n d a Apr 2014
people like to throw stones into water
it feels good, i think
to pick up a solid piece of the earth
and hurl it at a liquid piece of the earth
people like to see the result of their action
instant
hear a plop
see water spray up and
suspend momentarily in the air
people like to know they are on firm ground
people like to know,
that at the very least,
they can throw stones.
a m a n d a Feb 2021
and apparently,
some days
your body hurts
and you peel
a cucumber in bed
when you realize you
should probably eat
and then you throw the peels
right on
the ******* floor
(just for now)
(just because you can)
a m a n d a Jul 2020
an artist
structures
their lives in
a certain way.
you construct a life
the best and most efficient
    ways of gathering information
processing thoughts
    thinking about thinking
looking for inspiration
connecting the beautiful
downloading
uploading
and deleting
and copying
basing
something
upon
something.

i think i see now that we are more different
than i thought
and it is not a pro or a con
we just have different information
to contribute that you
might have to stretch
your thinking
to understand.

and if you can't imagine
stretching your mind, you
definitely have never
stretched your mind.
it hurts.
it might make you cry.
it might make you confused.
it might make you angry.
you may shed old beliefs
and take on new perspectives
it is not something
one would forget,
and for me took years and years and years
  just to be able to begin to understand.

it's just something i have to offer.
i don't know how else to describe it.
a way that
can be
sustained  
a way to
      notice and to listen.
to recognize,
connect,
and destroy.
rebuild,
and
destroy once more.

you can never be born or die too many times in art.
each death allows you to see.
and each birth allows you to see.

if you want a challenge
  you must challenge yourself
in your own mind
in your own time.

all learning is based on
growth
and growth is based
on exposure and practice
there is no way around it

to believe to know
   is to be the worst thing.
unless, of course,
you are correct,
then it is ok.

teach and connect and learn
come together and create
    something bigger and better than both
if you can teach,
   then you know.
if you understand me,
   we may know the same something about something
or the same nothing about nothing.
a m a n d a Apr 2015
strange ranger
coming around
distract me
from the truth
a m a n d a Jul 2018
it would just
    be nice to know
that someone on this earth
thinks you’re cute.

it’s kind of important.
a m a n d a May 2014
you just gotta be knocked down
torn from your last bit of sanity
sometimes...
you just gotta be disassembled
piece by piece
and look on
as an aloof observer
disconnected
separated
scattered
sometimes you have to be
brought
           d
              o
                 w
                    n
                                   humbled
again. and again. and again.
sometimes you just gotta be cut down.
a m a n d a Feb 2017
i imagine
my life
as a
roller
coaster.

metallic.
minimal.
sleek.
vintage.
rickety.
fas­t.

a frame
with restraints
on a path.

i am
40% of

>>>the way down.

to the bottom.

on the way

back up.>>>
a m a n d a Sep 2020
why is it so hard
for me to walk
without dancing?

i know about the suffering.

i know about the beauty.

someone just said
     not to trust your brain
     or your heart -
trust only your gut.
trust only the vibe.

and i think he might be right.

your guts will let you know
   when you have met your match.
a m a n d a Mar 2014
friday night
   a veritable heat wave
and i'm getting
  a trombone smack down
girl is tearing it up
on saxophone
  and i hear the rhythm
i've never heard
such a sensitive trumpet
seen such a true believer on bass
bring it
you crazy kids
bring it
legends of jazz
*i will listen
a m a n d a Sep 2015
it's nothing serious, no
i fade              
and shift
into the
background
        holding
onto cold, dark
         winter
warm candlelight and
the feel of you,
but
no, it's nothing serious
     see me      
advance          and
retreat
relishing the spring
air
songs of you
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