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cassie sky Apr 2018
This space between us
A universe of desire
Felt but not spoken
A sort of re-wording of one of my previous poems titled "You Stalk Me, I Stalk You"
cassie sky Dec 2017
I will not turn away from humanity.

I will not turn away from myself.

It's high time, for my time

To brightly, whitely shine

Especially so for those

In need of a recharge
Inspired by the Pink Floyd song of the same title
cassie sky Nov 2017
Something between us
Is screamed so loudly inside
Though not a word's heard
cassie sky Nov 2017
I'm at your new girls party
Her arms fold around your body
As I pass by to take a ****
My body, struggling to suppress a hiss
It wasn't supposed to be like this

Her eyes locked on mine
As if to say “you’ve had these times”
I know that, know he's hurtin
Pay no attention, keep slip slurpin

Of course I've had those times
I've seen more than you could fathom
Let him shadow all my shine
These words let loose my inner dragon

Far too long I stayed afloat
Even though I was breathin fire
Gotta find some new ways to cope
Before I end up on a pyre

When are we supposed to let go
I don't think I'll ever know
N what the **** is meant to be anyway
I am a wanderer in an endless maze
The hunts got me slippin away
Slurpin, sippin, slippin away
cassie sky Nov 2017
Leaves in the river, led astray
Away from the comfort of the trees twigs
The bond, long ago, began to fray
Neither knew it would end up like this

But soon the tree had realized
It was feeling a lot more energized
And then the leaf began to see
It ended up where it needed to be

The tree needed badly to learn how to let go
To save up its strength to face the snow
And now the leaf finally knows
It was always meant to decompose

To break down and feed another life-cycle of love
While the tree soared freely, watching high above
Title was inspired by a song by Seawolf
cassie sky Oct 2017
I empathize with sally
Made up of scraps and stitches
A living voodoo doll
In a time when they burned witches

A product built to spill
Utterly breakable
She sneaks a song at night
But she cannot face the light  

She just can't get a taste
That will satisfy
The endless hunger
I pity her no longer

We want the craze of the chase
There's magic in the displace
We want to never ever stop
Till we rise or till we flop
cassie sky Oct 2017
Check the list
Are you missing it?
You know what I mean -
That feeling in between
The layers of bone,
The cage in which it's grown
But the seed was planted
In the river decanted
Flowed through so many streams
Unheard and unseen
But it was always felt
Despite the heat
It did not melt
Crashed hard reaching for the sky
It often withers
But never dies
I was sitting on my blanket watching my friends band play at a music fevstivsl and messing around with words on the backs of used sticky notes when a stranger asked if I was writing a to-do list. I told him what I was up to which he thought was pretty nifty. I was inspired to write this by his comment. Inspiration comes from everywhere!
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