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When the urge
to react to the
tactless clowns,
and
down looks like
up,
and life's teeth
are sharper than
a steak knife,
breathe,
and take a
sacred pause.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vbj9bj58Txw
This is a repost from last year. Here is a link to my YouTube channel, where I read poetry from my book, Seedy Town Blues Collected Poems, which is available on Amazon.
I hate when they say,
“ Now, you truly look happy!”
You never saw me then
A mother is not a mom
Nice clothes aren't consent
Abuse isn't discipline
Scars don't make you weak
Fake friends aren't friends
Forced acts aren't obedience
A child isn't a worker
Yelling isn't love
Art is not a waste of time
A woman isn't a cooking mashine
What you see might not be what you think
This one isn't really good, might rewrite it later
Don’t keep your feelings hidden
Tell one’s you love the truth
Convey all your words of emotion
To strengthen the bond of trust
Your emotions are hidden
Due to memories of the past
But don’t let this ever stop you
Expressing words felt by your heart
scratch on the wall
scream in the halls
this is an asylum
revile him
beguile him
let me out
please
my mind
All the sky in humanities palm,
the ever expansive heavens.

Yet we choose to stay,
chained to the dirt.
I don't like winter for one reason
Because I leave for school before sunrise
And come back
When the sun has almost set
I see no light
And I can't walk
Winter has taken away my walks
They keep me sane
And now they're gone
And so is my wonder
And my joy
I figured out why I've been feeling so bad lately
Early morning mist
hovering o'er wet tree-tops
first flush of birdsong
Quest and conquest:
the former speaks of self-fulfilment
the latter is about self-aggrandisement
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