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Jack Mandala Aug 3
months of articulate crafting
every curve
edge
splinter

shaved
she's beautiful.

just one more spot
one more nudge
make it perfect
what a beauty

make her part of my collection
front and center

but

one more curve
turns to another
correction
correction
correction

corrections turn to a revision
revision turns to a loss of the old
so perfect
but now so gone
goodbye old
hello new

too close to the sun
melting into the abyss

broken
handicapped
disposable


goodbye
gone forever
Jack Mandala Jun 21
You have so many petals to share
Intricate curves and edges
But they’re densely packed inside you

The bees are buzzing
Yearning for their fill
The crisp air
Waiting to flow through you

The rain didn’t replenish
The sunshine couldn’t nourish
The soil never uplifted
The child failed to pluck you

A perfect recipe with an imperfect outcome
The sunshine hits and your stems are scorched
The storm rolls and the rain turns to acid
The soil poisons your roots

What brings life to most deadens you
The strongest being couldn’t live like this
You cry out for an escape
So the shadows begin looming

The darkness ensues and the energy departs

The sunshine no longer scorches
The rain no longer corrodes
The soil no longer venom

The shadows are your refuge
Safe from the outside
The torment

But it’s lonely now
You miss what it felt like to feel

Empty

Open up little flower
Jack Mandala Jun 21
friend
best friend
forever friend

where did you go
your warming presence
the glitter in your soul

where did you go
fear

so close to the sun
too frightened

shadows and storms protect you
encompass my aura
terror in your eyes

destruction in action
a shattered atmosphere
are you here?

dissociating
depersonalizing
disposing me

may your soul return soon
come back old friend
I think she has bpd
Jack Mandala Nov 2018
you transcend my existence
a beautiful new perspective
all i know is persistence
your aura is effective
Jack Mandala Nov 2018
the air has called winter's name
hot cocoa nights in our future
bundle up and light a fire
Christmas carols play as we fill the house with festive spirit

maybe next year i guess
:/
Jack Mandala Nov 2018
i took a trip to a spiritual place
with all my friends i would have next year
i didn't find you
where will it all go wrong?
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