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 Feb 2018 Em MacKenzie
Her
Immortal
 Feb 2018 Em MacKenzie
Her
the moment a poet
falls in love with you

is the moment
you live

f o r e v e r
when I die

turn my body into ashes

and

spread it over the ocean

so I can go home

after a lifetime of feeling

homesick
Inspired by Amanda Lovelace's book "the princess saves herself in this one"
- a mermaid escapist
 Feb 2018 Em MacKenzie
Artistry
I feel you in the air
Even though I know you’re not there.
Your presence burning holes in my skin.

People can’t just follow you around.
But I hear your voice
even though there’s no sound.
I feel you walking next to me.
Surely this should be diagnosed clinically.

Because I can’t keep the real and fake apart
Dancing between the imperceptible cracks in light and dark.

Sit beside me ghost of mine.
I’m not afraid of You...
I’m afraid of my own mind.
That feeling like you’re being watched. Eyes on the back of your head. Skin shivering.
The truth about poets
Is
They’re not all alike
Some are derelicts
Scalawags
Lovers
Sisters
Some say they’re writers
Instead of Poet
For they know what that puts
Into the minds of others
Romantic
Lethargic
Gypsy
Some will never write novels
Poems are their Ulysses
Their ‘Love in the Time Of Cholera
Some are sad
Withdrawn
Choose to live there
While some poets
Use their words
To claw their way out
Some have fallen out of love
&
Want someone
ANYONE
to listen
While some have fallen in
the deepest ocean
&
Want to tell the world
What this man
This woman
Means to them

Most write their verses
Alone
Some at midnight
Some at sunrise
Some with coffee
Most with bottles

Most will never see the reaction
Of many
Will never hear
‘I like that...’

And most don’t want to be famous
Or sometimes heard
We
Just want to be
Ourselves
Her.

Her voice is angelic
Her eyes are like the stars
Her presence is like that of Gods
She heals my scars

Yet herself has been hurt taken for granted
And treated the worst
She's a blessing feeling like a curse
I adore her,
She sets my soul on fire like lighters to the wood.
She doesn't know it yet but she's changed my life for the good.

She's my religion, my belief and
all that I breath.
She's my want, my desire and all that I need.
She's my motivation, my determination and all that I dream.

She. Is. Everything.

Her voice is angelic
Her eyes are like the stars
Her presence is like that of Gods
She heals my scars

Running from her past
Her hands held out she holds my heart
Her home built in my mind
Not looking behind
Not worried about the future
As long as we stay together.
baby, don’t cry.
you’ll be alright.
I know right now, you’re terrified.
I know that you’ve found the best place to hide.

you live in a place where guns equal power,
and where laws don’t protect you so you’re forced to cower.

gunshots fire and you can’t tell if they’re near.
the only thing you’re sure of is irrefutable fear.

you hold your breath, frozen in place.
all you want is to feel safe.
tears trickle down your innocent face.

you question whether or not you’ll make it out alive.
well, baby, don’t cry.
no matter what happens, we’ll continue to fight for your life.
Something HAS to be done. More voices, our words need to be heard, seen... We can be the ones to help contribute the means to keep this from happening.
 Feb 2018 Em MacKenzie
Jude
I despise myself for not being someone you could love.
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