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  Sep 2020 ilias
rivy
like haunted steps on a newly built mansion
like all the traumas you never mention
like breathing through your mouth
like crying when the lights are out
like wishing you lived in a soundproof house
this is an ode to all the battles you've fought in silence
ilias Sep 2020
He knocked back a bottle
     maybe
     three or four
We were both drunk
     upside down
     on the floor
A play of tongues
     and sweet-bitter
     wine
Forced reactions
     and a thunder
     inside

When he pressed his body
     against mine
I should have seen the stop sign
ilias Sep 2020
Go and change the world with me
Open your eyes, this is reality
An unsafe place for us to be
‘Cause we‘re ruled by inhumanity
  Sep 2020 ilias
Whit Howland
Pulpy and juicy
to the touch

Rasberry to the taste
it bleeds

down my chin
and blossoms on my shirt

as my heart bleeds
for you

similar to this pen
that bleeds bad verse

all over the pages
like fall leaves

brittle
and ephemeral

Whit Howland © 2020
Absurdism. An original.
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