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 May 2017 shåi
jess
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 May 2017 shåi
jess
you can lean
on the tennis court fence
and tell me
about your day, your week,
your life.

i can sit
on the tennis court floor
smoking bits
taking petty photos
of the sky,
as you say how bad it is
to be alive.

we'll find
comfort in loneliness
and when we
finally feel okay,
i'll snap
a new photo
of our sky.
 May 2017 shåi
Demi
steady hands, ready hands
unplanned affection, genuine emotion
witnessed by colored noises
and ignorant minds, curious eyes

was i too good?
to be kissed by a saint, by an angel
whose wings were clipped, were drowned
in a sea of lullabies

in the most appropriate place
in The Most Appropriate Place
i sunk in my seat
i grew in the heat
of the moment
i saw grace
in the moment
i held grace itself.
 May 2017 shåi
spysgrandson
two of them
to my naked, simian eye
are identical twins

though one, a mere millennium
of light years away, performs its
magical fusion yet today

the other disappeared before
dinosaurs devolved; its phantom
photons now without a source

but both poke pinholes
in the blanket of night, gifting
what some call divine light

not I, for if gods were igniting
those gaseous masses, they would both
yet be furious and fiery white

and not tricking my meager sight,
deceiving me into believing, there is
eternity in an eternally dying sky
 May 2017 shåi
rose
rain & sun
 May 2017 shåi
rose
This morning
everything is
~-laced-~
with raindrops
and sunlight
idk what this is but I wrote this yesterday after a rainfall.
everything was so beautiful and I had to write something
p.s. if anyone has a better name for the poem comment below
thx
 May 2017 shåi
Alex Ranström
if only i could stitch
this family back with
a needle and thread
we wouldn't be like this
 May 2017 shåi
zebra
BRIDE
 May 2017 shåi
zebra
her soul a bride
her life a corpse at the gate
a naked mouth red
to lie exposed
without shame
to be rendered unconscious
to be touched, incised, plundered,
and remade
coyly she displays
the weight of her emptiness
chest heaving
her torso acquiescent
aching for the forbidden
her legs parted
saturated like
rain storms bilious cloud
ripe melon brooding
spilling outwards
she would levitate
if only held down
by a merciless man
 May 2017 shåi
Azaria
diamond
 May 2017 shåi
Azaria
drown me in
the ease
that drips from your
pores
and becomes you
in your life, my infinite dreams live.
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