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 Mar 2014 Gillian
J N Alonoz
We fill ourselves
until our chests bulge
like sick pigeons
and our hearts bellow
through funnels of
sunken stares,
We are pity,
wasted on
cultural complacency and
defunct remains of introspect,
yet we hold tight,
like teary eyed children
guided through fear
and loved
in the very same way.
We are broken,
and we couldn't be
anymore beautiful for it.
 Mar 2014 Gillian
J N Alonoz
Titled
 Mar 2014 Gillian
J N Alonoz
I need an audience
to watch me,
be nobody at all
and applaud at my pointless gestures,
to pour me a glass
of warm wine
then leave when I ask
 Mar 2014 Gillian
Jen McGregor
Spill
 Mar 2014 Gillian
Jen McGregor
He asked me if I wrote much anymore
I couldn’t comprehend enough
to plaster any words onto a page.
Everything that comes out seems
laced in sadness
And he mentioned the darkness
of his current project.
Sometimes we need to spill out
in words or songs
and it doesn’t always
look how we are told it should.
 Mar 2014 Gillian
Liam
Something is amiss
you begrudgingly beat
blood barely flows
in survival mode

Your rhythm echoes
as habitual hope
lacking in conviction
weary and wary

Do you hibernate
unable to sustain
in a landscape
frigid and barren

A passionate void
fills with apathy
dreams lie dormant
awaiting your awakening

My foolish heart
i asked you
to be still
not to stop
 Feb 2014 Gillian
Ugo
it's hard to crack a
coconut while
sitting under the
water;
in order to understand
the fundamentals of a
broken heart
you've got to know the
secrets of the soul

wait.

99% of human beings
are enchanted
and to lick the moon
you don't always have to
travel to mars.

Now wait.
 May 2013 Gillian
Amanda Frost
You think I'm oblivious
You tell me I'm stupid
you think it's okay

You think I don't know
what you think of me
to notice what you say
and you leave the words
on display

I don't hear what you say
but I can see the hatred
it suffocates the air

It pollutes me
not only does
it affect me
but it affects others

It mutilates the people
who stay around you
they become immune
to your pollution

They breath in your
hate filled air
and become permitted
to your profanation

You suffocate me
and you don't even
seem to care

Please let me go
I cant bare the words
lingering in the air

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