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it's so late
you've dimmed the dashboard
and taken out the key
for air so cold
it's thicker than it should be.
Have you ever had a perfect moment? It only happens for a second. There's an all encompassing peace that overcomes your body. It's as if your blood begins to run thick with syrup extracted from the oldest of trees, for they truly know the meaning of peace. It's as if you're moving through a pocket of time where everything seems to freeze in perfect harmony. The perfect picture forever captured in your mind. These moments are a rarity. Remember them. Cherish them. Long for them. Know that they are not everything, for they are a glimmer of what is to come.
is there a way for someone to get close to me
without me hurting them?
I'm a series of traps in a maze plotted by my flaws and insecurities.
I guess I'm afraid of someone being aware of my flaws
I would prefer that you saw me from afar
and never mentioned when you got close enough
to realize I am not a hero
instead, you should just keep it to yourself
and pretend that the best in me
is all that you see.
love is not earned,
but learned


*-- J.A. Williams, 6 word.
I'm tired of the gospel of
"I'm right"
I'm sick of the gospel of
"I've got it all figured out"
I'm fed up with
"this is how you should live your life
this is how it should be done.
because this is how I see it
so you should too"
the ******* seeps through your fingers
because you hold it too tight
you're making a mess
get your **** together.
realize that you're about as close
to figuring out this faith thing
as the next guy
who's drunk and high
laying in the ditch.
because the second that you look down on him
the second your smile becomes a charity
for the one's you see as lesser
is the exact second you drive yourself
into that very same ditch
and then
there you are
drunk and high off your own pride
and just as broken inside.
"it’s all good."

*— J.A. Williams, excerpt from “Things poets never say”
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