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 Dec 2019
John Destalo
rain falls
with force

a constant

the world
losing grip

it was always

but enough
of us
believed in

each other

to hold it

we knew

words were
always lies

until they

truth was never
what you say

truth always

what you say

truth was a process
always open

to challenge
from anyone

and never owned
by anyone
 Oct 2019
Laura Duran
The sky is touched with dawn
As morning conquers night

Day is fast approaching
I sit still....waiting for the light
And think of you
 Aug 2019
Chelsea Rae
Strange, isn't it?

The way we mourn those
Still living...
I miss you.
 Aug 2019
Torin Galleshaw
she moves to me
whether in a picture or sat against the sea
as a cloud she floats gently above me
the currents and the streams
her neck where sections sit
the way her necklace rests ever so delicately
her soft brown skin
through all this land
she moves to me

she is
sunshine on a crystal morning
and pearls

she moves to me
whether its a mirror or stood against the sky
as the music the cosmos makes in our silence
the stars and the planets
her neck where moons beam
the way her necklace follows her collorbone
through all this space
she moves to me
whether its gravity or we as entangled particles
and we are in every moment as we are together
our quantum dancing
her neck where time begins
the way her necklace falls so gracefully into place
through all this time
she moves to me

I kiss her just below her right ear
and I know now is everywhere
and everytime is now
the sun and the moon
the spiral galaxy
the walls that hold in time
I kiss her just below her right ear

she moves to me
whether its the wind or impossible odds
as the dreams we hold dear and our hope that keeps us strong
our faith and love
her neck which i caress gently
the way her necklace seems to retire when she does
I kiss her on the eyelids
she moves to me
 Jun 2019
fray narte
please, touch me everywhere
it hurts.
touch these 300 cuts,
more or less,
my ribs —
breaking like museum columns,
my lips —
chapped from being sober
for a week.
please, touch me,
until misery feels
less familiar
than happiness.
touch me until deep talks
aren't about dying,
until walking away from life
feels less profound
than walking away
from omelas.

please, touch me everywhere
it hurts, darling;
i want to go through
all my breakdowns
in your arms.

please, touch me everywhere it hurts.

please touch me.

 Jun 2019
Patches of Thought

loneliness is real
don't doubt it for a moment
it can make you motionless
you can't get out of your own head
everything is frozen in time
time is your enemy
an emptiness you can't fill

But, it can be filled

Wipe your eyes
tomorrow you'll
see the world differently

This is just for those who are seemingly lost in their loneliness.  May you find your way out of it. God Bless
Find hope through God
 May 2019
you smothered me
for crying
too loud
written on 2.02.2019 about a previous experience
 May 2019
I'm terrified
and you don't know why

I'm crying
and you don't get why

I'm hurt
and you don't know how

I'm insane
I'm angry
I feel such intense emotions
but you don't seem to understand them
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