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Lilywhite Jun 17
When did I become one with the machine?
My body’s lost its meaning.
When did my pieces become parts?
It’s such a grimy feeling.
Not a single original thought—
Just an animation,
turned on by the input of systematic oppression
My output; just regurgitation
Anxiety and crippling depression
Time constrained by the weight of the world
Do you feel the pressure?
And you already know this
Foraging for focus
Keep your thoughts in sync
Close your eyes and listen,
but don’t forget to breathe
Your mind’s eye is preoccupied with patterns on repeat
They call it groupthink
Whoop, whoop
Thought police
Loop, spiral, fractal
Segregated sentiment seeking your sentience
Coagulate and listen
Maybe its madness or
maybe it’s ******* progress
Reel it in, just breathe, don’t regress
Ya gotta feel the feeling
Let it be,
Fleeting
Because you’re what’s real
So feel your heart,
Beating
Now ease your mind
You have to remember to forget
it’s just the grind
and you gotta play along sometimes
Are you a cog in the wheel?
  May 10 Lilywhite
Bee
she was the moon
radiating the night sky
and dancing among the stars

you were the darkness
the shadow that waxed and waned
through the phases of her life

she grew to believe
that your presence
is what made her whole

but like the full moon
she shone brightest
without you


x.
Lilywhite Mar 14
Yeah, you're pretty great;
You're the life of the party!
But it's in my head. . .
Lilywhite Mar 1
I imagine
your gaze is fixed toward outer-space, your face is moonlit, and I'm convinced you're heaven sent

I imagine my back is pressed against your chest and I'm safe in your arms

I imagine, when you breathe, a breath touches my neck, awaking every cell in my body

I imagine you could say, I'm excited by you.

I imagine you ignite the flames that forge the sun; and thus, release the slowly seeping and fervent energy. . .

Meaning, I'd imagine, you're the reason for my being, each and every day

the universe speaks in synchronicity
and I imagine our minds do dance around the thought—

to trace each-other's existence; to transcend space-time, guided by the fingertips

to experience the depths of sentience; it's an exploration of creation, the very allure putforth by grand design

And I imagine, that while we reach for the stars, your eyes would match mine

And in an explosion of discovery, you extinguish what it feels to be lonely

And I imagine that's why
You're my one and only
evermore
I miss you always
Lilywhite Feb 24
I've lost all pretense
my walls are wearing thin now
there's nowhere to hide
Lilywhite Jan 20
Honey catches flies;
So gently coat all you sow
Smile, diamond eyes
Lilywhite Jan 20
Don't try to change me
You're never gonna save me
You can't save yourself
Plan to practice multiple forms of poetry and I'll be starting with Haiku. Some will be traditional, but most will probably not. :)
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