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Jun 2020 · 291
Distance
Amanda Hawk Jun 2020
the distance between

you and I

is a single word

hovering upon my lips

clings to me

and I grip on to it

hoping it won't slip away

disappear, be forgotten

me with you

I let my fingers

remain in your grasp

for an extra second

hoping I won't slip away

from you
Jun 2020 · 215
Ephemera
Amanda Hawk Jun 2020
I should have known
That when you wrote
I love you
At the end of the card
It would be fleeting
The ink bled
And the words broke down
As quick as my heart
It all faded in the end
Even your name on my lips
Jun 2020 · 404
Confess
Amanda Hawk Jun 2020
He asked me to confess expectations
An open dare to my emotions
My heart clanged against ribcage
Shaking the sturdiness of my spine
And I cried, each tear
Their own confession
As my expectations trailed down my cheeks
And I couldn’t tell him the truth
Or deliver him my hope
In a careful created box of words
I could trace the exit wounds of each exe
And the pain lingered, small phantoms
I wasn’t ready to let him go
So when he asked for a confession
I didn’t give him my emotions
Because how could I expect him to stay
When everyone leaves?
Jun 2020 · 287
Sialoquent
Amanda Hawk Jun 2020
Sputtering out words
I felt the emotion
Collect upon my face
In tiny droplets
Passion and hatred
Streak the same
As they run
Down your face
Jun 2020 · 882
Gathering
Amanda Hawk Jun 2020
We collect in boxes
Pixelated faces
Shifting back and forth
Our voices clamor against each other
We gather in arrangements
Of electronic meetings
The pandemonium of the pandemic
Has us learning to live in a science fiction novel
Trading in the outside word
For our little cubicles
As we learn to avoid the invisible invasion
Trying to ****** our bodies
We assemble in various forms
Video or voice streaming
Learning to create, to produce
To live within the pixelated dots
Of the computer screen
Jun 2020 · 417
Gravity
Amanda Hawk Jun 2020
Pulling force
nagging
we revolve, attractive
drawing us
together
so many rules
try to define me
simply because
I know how
to keep my feet
on the ground
Jun 2020 · 69
Composer
Amanda Hawk Jun 2020
I am the creation
of many unsung songs
each tune lived and died
for a moment on my lips
pulling the lyrics inside
so the birds in my rib cage
have something
a brief piece of freedom
as I rest my hands
on my self-made cage
Jun 2020 · 129
Stay
Amanda Hawk Jun 2020
I will stop
saying your name
as if it is a goodbye
as long as you don’t stop
chasing after my fingers
when I am about to leave
Jun 2020 · 477
Shimmer
Amanda Hawk Jun 2020
Memories
Shimmering and twinkling
Stars, constellations
I stretch along the night sky
So i can remember
Everything about you
It has been seven years
And I still miss
Your smile

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