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 Nov 2013 Jay
Lizzy
I keep trying to wash away
The pain from my skin
But no matter how hard I scrub
The scars are still there
 Nov 2013 Jay
Chuck
Cancer (10w)
 Nov 2013 Jay
Chuck
Too young to suffer and die
Perfect age to cry
Sorry sad for 10 w Tuesday!
 Oct 2013 Jay
brooke
FAT.
 Oct 2013 Jay
brooke
for those of us that
think our thighs are
disproportional and
pick at the skin under
our arms in the mirror
who feel the weight of
their belly at night but
no---we are immortal
spirits--what is more
beautiful than
that?
(c) Brooke Otto

I reccommend stopping the thought when it starts.
 Oct 2013 Jay
Roger Turner - Poet
bayou baby

She comes from the swamplands
Back in the mangrove
Back where the stories say
Magic runs wild
The devil plays host
And all who visit must stay

Witches and Zombies
Together by night
Gators and Snakes there as well
The river, it changes
Cut you off in a flash
And then you end up in hell

Hair as black as Kentucky Coal
And eyes green as the sea
She's the witch queen of the swamp to most
But, she's a Bayou Baby to me
Born out of the magic's world
Where the mystic world runs free
She's the witch queen of the swamp to most
But, she's a Bayou Baby to me

She comes to town
to get supplies
That's where I saw her first
I followed close
Back to the swamp
And saw her do her worst

A simple boat
A single lamp
An oarsmen, long, long dead
A different route
Through water black
To a place where most folks dread

Hair as black as Kentucky Coal
And eyes green as the sea
She's the witch queen of the swamp to most
But, she's a Bayou Baby to me
Born out of the magic's world
Where the mystic world runs free
She's the witch queen of the swamp to most
But, she's a Bayou Baby to me

She saw me
And I looked back
She knew that I would follow
She slowed down
Her travel home
And she trapped me in the hollow

I never told
Another soul
Of who I go to see
I travel out
At night alone
My Bayou Baby waits for me


Hair as black as Kentucky Coal
And eyes green as the sea
She's the witch queen of the swamp to most
But, she's a Bayou Baby to me
Born out of the magic's world
Where the mystic world runs free
She's the witch queen of the swamp to most
But, she's a Bayou Baby to me
 Oct 2013 Jay
brooke
i ran away today
I guess that's a cliche
but I did; got in my
car and drove two
hours to Colorado
Springs because
I couldn't stand
my own thoughts
got out amongst
the people so I
could hear
theirs instead

for the first time
I was a little scared
to go

home.
(c) Brooke Otto 2013
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