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Gale L Mccoy Sep 2019
I whisper to myself
no, I write to myself
cause the clack of keys
is a sound unreadable...

                 "let me be ugly"
Gale L Mccoy Sep 2019
made up of wind over wind over earth fueling fire
no water to smooth the edges and clean out the soot
flow down with gravity instead of float to the head
so soak, let the lake fill cracks in the psyche
permeable skin, drink through feet
push off from banks
become the moon in the water
Gale L Mccoy Sep 2019
water so still
i see my face now
like a rising moon
...
the water is not clear
so i must go deep
into moon basked lakes
...
i dive into myself
Gale L Mccoy Sep 2019
built a puzzle out of my surroundings
till it makes the perfect formula
the catalysis: energy
Gale L Mccoy Jul 2019
a fight, tooth and nail
fingertips on glass
snarl breathless and feral
as breath fogs the mirror
push more
till your hands wrap around
the bare throat of
whom dares take your face
Gale L Mccoy Jul 2019
this is the life i want to live
I say from the ground
no it isnt
but itll be part of it
time
to have it to waste and wallow
the time to let myself be swallowed
Gale L Mccoy May 2019
my wine glass heart
meant to fill with
skies i'll claim
blue to peach to white
i dropped it
with wine drunk hands
painted the remains
with the skies
it was meant to hold
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