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Invocation Aug 2014
A chirpy little bird
A notion reaffirmed
From egg to box to room
You preen your emerald plume
I love you, Roombird
By the Amazing Bobble
  Aug 2014 Invocation
mg
your eyes haven't changed
the way they
lit up when
we saw each other again
i miss you
i miss your long hair that
i suddenly took liking to
and the song you wrote me
is one of the most beautiful
things I've ever heard

come back to me.


m.g.
  Aug 2014 Invocation
Kristen Lowe
I’m lying in bed tearing my cuticles  off and rubbing my calves together
And personhood is oozing out from the cracks in these walls

I’m exhaling complacency.

I wonder who you’re thinking about when you fall asleep
And what’s dripping from the ceiling
In a room I’ve probably been in

Summer threw itself from thunderclouds
And the person I picked up out of the rainwater
Isn’t me anymore, just droplets of something vacuous

Which is exactly how you feel now
Constantly expanding and pushing me into the negative space around you
All of this is negative
All of me is empty
All this feels like is space

Infinite miles of outer space into forever

“Forever”

Like I said.
Vacuous.
Invocation Aug 2014
I was acquainted with a raucous older man while I was still young and as impressionable as plaster-of-paris
Malleable as I was
He left a mark

And now
I watch you wearing baldness with classy elegance
and donning beards with ease, easy on my eyes
Can we fly through space safely?
Touch me
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