Ashen fencepost in the sun
Barbed wire slowly rusting
Scrub grass straining for the sky
The milk cows ever mournful

I wouldn't run away
If I saw you in the streets
Or in the mall
Or just in passing
I wouldn't turn the other way
I wouldn't duck behind my friend
Violently whispering
That's my ex
I would smile brightly
Look at you until I catch your eye
Exchange a polite hello
I may even give you a hug
Then we would go our separate ways
Me wondering why
You would agree to still be friends
Then never
Talk
To me
Again

little girl with the green eyes and the soft skin
the one with the ruffled socks and the innocent touch
there are tears streaming down your face.
and as your eyes get puffy and your breathing intensifies
you'll ask yourself why you're even crying.
and among the men and the bar fights and the smell of your dolly friends cigarettes
you will shine the brightest. your eyes, gleaming with hope, will captivate the right man, make him drop to his knees.

and you little girl, wipe off your ***-red lipstick, put back on the cream coloured lace ******* and go back to sleep
do not grow too old too fast;
remember to play your favourite record and read your favourite book.

little girl, I've seen that face before
cover up your honey touched limbs, close your beautiful eyes, do not think of their touch
try not to think of the war raging outside.
and why let any man tangle you in his sheets?
why let any man inside you so easily?
you never felt enough, did you feel like enough, little one?

shield yourself, mask the pain
put out the cigarette, listen to the record
go back to sleep.

-fin

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Your smile was so bright
Your laugh sparked a room
Always bringing such delight

But it was just a well performed act
Only a staging to conceal
The smiles were a hoax, a fraud in fact

Everyone in the audience oblivious
To the reality of his suffering
Blinded by the act, we never were suspicious

You never revealed your sadness
Always bright eyed and cheery
It seemed as if you were built from hapiness

Today i am still not sure
What the reason it was
To avert your stay on this earth

To force yourself to leave
If I had known before your departure
To have you stay I would infinitely plead

But you left with no warning
Abandoning multitudes of people
We soon found ourselves mourning

Over the death of our sunshine
The loss of an inspiring boy
Who had brought so much light to my life

Sometimes I use
Concealer
As foundation
Because my entire face
Is a blemish
I am desperately trying
To cover up

Twist the cap
And break the seal
Chugging as if its a
Canteen of water
And she is dying
From lack of hydration

A waterfall of alcohol
Straight into her mouth
No matter how bitter it tastes
It can't be as bad as she feels
She drowns herself in liquor
Because it numbs the pain

Laces snake through sneaker eyelets
As shuffling rubber squeaks anew
An impressionist blur of mottled colors
Shuttle end to end with fury true

Bumblebees making love or war
On an Easter Sunday morn'
Spritely fairies in pinkish frills
Wearing their patent leather buckles
Little boy blues in powder blue suits
Running amok in the chapel belfry
Sanctuary dressed in lavender hues
As the ***** sounds the call to worship

I want to write a poem
But I can't feel the complex, poetic emotions
I only feel hurt.
I can only hear the blood rushing in my ears
I can't see through my tears
My hands are shaking to hard
I can't think.
I could write a poem but
Stupid
Stupid
Stupid
Stupid
Isn't a poem.
And right now with my pen to the paper
that's all that will come to my mind