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Ellen Bee Oct 2013
You know, it never was the end of the world.
Ellen Bee Oct 2013
It's December but it feels like March.
I drove to work ****** today.
I noticed a lot of caution signs.
But nothing to be cautious of.
Ellen Bee Oct 2013
Maria and I are watching a movie.
Suddenly, we are the movie.
I'm sitting with my legs propped up.
Some guy I don't know comes up to me.
He rubs my leg and calls me Alisha.
I say, "That's not my name."
I push him away.
He finds me again.
I keep running away.

Maria and I are outside now.
There are a lot of people.
We're on a platform and the guy finds me again.
He grabs me and starts to drag me away.
I try to fight but I can't get away.
I see a group of boys.
I look at them but I can't scream.
I can hear Maria screaming.
One of them runs toward us.
I think he's going to help.
But he's in on it, too.
Somehow, I get away.

We run to the woods.
There are a bunch of girls.
They are against us but ignore us completely.
One of them has a metal rod.
She's heating the end of it with a lighter.
She's burning the other girls with it.
They let her.
She touches her fingers to the burning end.
They glow in the same way.
She begins to burn the girls with her fingers.
She comes up to me and Maria.
Her fingers are dulling.
I say, "Don't touch me."
She says, "I'm going to burn you."
She touches my arm.
All I say is, "I'm going to push you down this hill."
I push her forehead and she rolls down the hill.
She lands, unmoving, in the ditch.

Maria and I are watching television again.
I say, "Do you want to watch another movie?"
She replies, "Yeah. Rocky Horror Picture Show."
A dream I had.
Ellen Bee Oct 2013
He kept shooting at it.
Bears are badass.
Stop looking at me.
You might eat a seal.
I don't know what that means.
It was five dollars, but what the ****...
That's why I quit my job.
That one good hit.
I smoke two bowls by myself.
I killed that water dragon thing...
Monsters.
I can go to the city.
Hunt them.
I don't capture monsters.
I got you.
I really want to blow something up.
Something epic and meaningful exploded.
VKC property.
A hundred times more epic.
***** magazine pictures.
Insane.
Thirteen blunts.
His mom didn't know for a week.
All I see is ****** everywhere.
Fin.
I do this thing when my friends and I hang out...I write down random parts of our conversation and turn it into poetry.
Ellen Bee Oct 2013
The media bias
The way you hear it
Is the way you feel
The news is only news
Because it's on the news
Only witnesses should tell the story
The media by us
Creative writing exercise: pick the seventh book on your bookshelf, go to the seventh page, find the seventh sentence, and write a seven line poem.
Ellen Bee Sep 2013
And bright red
Can't stain bright red
It's not because
It's beautiful
It's not because
It's right
In fact, you forget why
You came here
There's a reason
For all of this
The tub is just the cleanest
Place to do it.
Ellen Bee Sep 2013
But I have the pieces.
I can learn to let it go.
You made this decision.
I made that choice.
I've slept in your bed
And you've slept in mine.
And in that way, we
Know each other.
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