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 Jun 2015 MoonChild
Skaidrum
.
Grey
Blinds
Claw
○○○
At,
Subjects
Of
G­reek
Moonlight
●●●
A
parade
of
death.
○○○
Weep
Like
The
Fors­aken
Poetry,
●●●
"you truly are. "
.
Bliss is
the
oblivion.

Snap his heart in seven
formidable
fractures.

There will never be a full moon
When a poet takes a life.

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 Jun 2015 MoonChild
Julia Elise
Two, five syllables
Odd combinations of words
Seven syllables
 Jun 2015 MoonChild
Luis Mdáhuar
So you say elephants don't fly
Or that malice was a brute
Out of a cave
But I still adore your legs
Even If you snore while caressing
My belly
Then I go for another line
A beer
And scream out the window
You in bed showing those legs
Dreaming about whales and foam
If my words could burn a hole, I'd aim for your heart, though if by chance you have a soul, it would be as good a place to start, so I sing my laments for the warm rain, though with this spirit in my body there is a chance, to purge all the doubts from my brain, and wake up on clear skies just to dance
Whisper little sister in strange tongues, shifting and twisting in the hot sun, mulling over and culling your own thoughts, sun rays for days but it's all for naught, you clasp tightly to the unsightly and the strange, though with great will, you may still be free from your cage
Sometimes our prison is self imposed
Oppress depress and rearrange
now disavowed and over strange
reflect object my own ribcage
conceal reveal and act my age
deny imply and storm the gate
repulse convulse I love your hate
 Jan 2015 MoonChild
apintofwords
Normal and I dated for a while,
Normal was a little high-maintenance,
Normal asks you not to laugh too loud, that's not very lady-like you know,
Normal tells you to always wear lipstick when you go out,
Normal demanded perfection.
Normal doesn't like it when your hair is messy or your nails aren't done,
Normal gets fussy when there are creases on your shirt,
Normal says, straighten that wrinkle, scrub that spot and align your smile,
Normal means business, there's no time to be sad,
Normal won't let you show your weaknesses, you must be perfect,
Perfect posture, perfect smile, oh! and don't forget that lipstick.
Normal unfortunately, wasn't for me.
So, we called it quits a while ago.
Last I heard, normal was seen trying to adjust the smile of his current love,
As for me, I fell in love with wanderlust and he's been good to me so far.
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The Bustle in a House
The Morning after Death
Is solemnest of industries
Enacted upon Earth—

The Sweeping up the Heart
And putting Love away
We shall not want to use again
Until Eternity.
Take mastery over thoughts
though benevolently sway
hold dominion over words
but have care for what you say
take hold of all the dreams
and chances you must take
calmly sense all paths
then bend but never break
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