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Ann Beaver May 2015
Cure me
Just Meat
meets a lover
Seen bright stars like them
Fall to the ground like them
Dissolve into the earth like them
Hold to skin
It makes a mark
Hold to eyes
See it stark
Hold to heart
It all goes dark

Even nothing is something
Ann Beaver May 2015
Cut things in half
Or at least I try
Do all math
Things add up
But you just get by
Ann Beaver May 2015
Can you tell I'm nervous
Put a glaze over it in an oven
Hot like Saturday nights I never had
With a girl I never met
Friend is such a tragic word
Would you bet
That I run away every time
Here and there
I make this rhyme
So maybe you'll listen
Ann Beaver Apr 2015
You're alone sailing
Sea shimmers
Limbs flailing
Some things never change.
You climb the walls
Of a gun range
Bullets like words
Fly at you

Like birds
Ann Beaver Apr 2015
A single slight curl,
A memory seed-
Like sand in a pearl

the needle goes through
The thought of you
Now gathering a luster
Then and now I wonder
If I have the muster
If I have the sand
If I have a hand
Everything is gone
Ann Beaver Mar 2015
Gray dust
And I
Have left you behind.

You:
The only thing I've ever wanted to know
You: the blood and the blade.
You: the only gold to have stayed.

I sail into the moon
Was it ever too soon
To take your hand
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