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 Nov 2020 Fayre
Thy
VI
 Nov 2020 Fayre
Thy
VI
The way things make you feel
I feel them too
 Nov 2020 Fayre
amanda
amanda
 Nov 2020 Fayre
amanda
amanda
amand
aman
ama
am
i
allowed to admit
these letters
are losing meaning
everyday?
some days
i don't want to be me

some days i don't want
to be a person
 Nov 2020 Fayre
Heavy Hearted
As you lay asleep-I recount each word, every
sound and syllable,
I memorize them;

and despite my plans I still spill out
over these words
and all across my page, that
As you lay asleep-
I am left to my imagination
and in a failure
or another life,  
rhyme and rhythm
take priority,
and
my imagination settles.

as you lay asleep, I wonder

then regret.
Zuzu
 Nov 2020 Fayre
Sarah Flynn
release
 Nov 2020 Fayre
Sarah Flynn
someone asked,

“how can you be
so happy,

but still write poetry
like depression
is all you know?”




did it ever occur to you
that maybe

I’m only happy because
I took that depression
out on this paper,

instead of taking it
out on myself?
 Nov 2020 Fayre
WILLIAM WORTHLESS
i bought a little budgie and put him a cage
i guess he didnt like it he began to  rage
so i bought a mirror to keep him company
hoping this would help him to be temper free.

then i bought a ladder put it in there too
now he could have some exercise like the budgies do
bought a little bell so he could make it ding
tap it with his beak so the bell would ring.

now he looked so happy i went of to bed
then when i arose the poor bird was dead
i bought all the things a budgie he might need
the only thing i never got was the budgie seed
 Nov 2020 Fayre
Rebecca
Figment
 Nov 2020 Fayre
Rebecca
You are nothing to me.
You are just a figment of my imagination.
You are there and then in a blink of an eye,
gone.
Not much difference than the reality of us.
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