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 May 2016 Pen Lux
Joshua Haines
Your crooked smile flows upward
and I can see it from the ground.
Haunting myself with
a film teacher's creature feature
in black and white,
an old orchestra for sound.

You said you'd get nervous
when on our clunky telephone;
saying that customer service
could hear the fibers
in your voice
rustle like tall, dry grass,
with a wind whispering through
confirming, with every breath,
that you feel alone.

We'd recite fifties sitcoms:
Honey, do you --
do you have the keys?
Well, gee whillikers,
I could use someone to
open me, close me, and
dispose of me, please.

I write this for no one,
which is the category you fall in.

Sincerely,
signed Issues,
P.S. The television
is in color,
and I don't miss you.

- There ain't hope in the U,
the S is for Show me your soul,
the A is for Always forget:
the United States of
Killing it, Killing it -
 May 2016 Pen Lux
Jack Jenkins
Numb
 May 2016 Pen Lux
Jack Jenkins
All the love in heart's blood fails,
The fierce anger becomes silent.
Despair dissipates and dissolves,
Wounds close and become scars.

Tears dry to nothingness,
Wasted away beyond cry.
Withering away from you,
Painfully walking away.

That furnace burning within has gone cold,
Shivering in the steely frosts of numbness.
I have fallen away, lost in shattered glass,
Cuts and bruises adorn my skin, scarring.

Sing me a solemn hymn, for I am unfeeling.
Open up my eyes to the radiant light, again.
I feel nothing but the agony of drowning,
The ground beneath me giving way to death.

Oh, what a sweet kiss death gives.
I'm fine
 May 2016 Pen Lux
Alice Baker
I arrived
I tried
I cried

*repeat
Lol I think I'm clever
 May 2016 Pen Lux
niamh
For tears that fall
On hollow cheeks
When the weeks feel like years
And the years feel like weeks.

And you sit by a grave
Where the roses grow
But the rose that you seek
Is buried below.

You have my heart
Heavy with sorrow
For the velvet rose
With no tomorrow.
Absolutely over the moon (if a little shocked) to see that this piece made the daily.  Thank you all so much for your comments - I promise to reply to you all individually at some point soon.  It was an extremely emotional, difficult, but ultimately cathartic write. Dedicated to our wee Shane, who we will never forget ***
Wake up every mornin'
Strap those work boots on
Alarm clock's alarmin'
Ain't no place like home
Time's already wastin'
Lord knows I want to stay
But the man is there waitin'
And I've got to have my pay

Gotta pay those taxes
Gotta pay my bills
Some folks live for workin'
I just work to live

Jimmy's got a good job
More than a decent wage
He built him a hot rod
Ain't ever seen the light of day
Yeah, he's got plenty money
Seems to have it made
Now he's got a second job
Saw him just today

Jimmy's lost his passion
Jimmy don't know his kids
Jimmy lives for workin'
Me, I work to live

I come from Alabama
Where all my kin folks fled
They left for a better life
At least that's what they said
And like a sheep I followed
Stayed within the fold
Now my life is mostly borrowed
On cards, and deeds, and notes

Need some satisfaction
I'm feelin' unfulfilled
Sick and tired of workin'
Gotta work to live
This is a song. Shout out to Thomas A. Robinson!
 May 2016 Pen Lux
Marco Batista
This is the perfect scene
A man with a siliconed personality
A woman with a siliconed body

This is the perfect scene
People validating themselves through a handheld device.
The environment taken hostage under our pollution.

This is the perfect scene.
 May 2016 Pen Lux
Rob Rutledge
Find solace in solitude,
There is no shame in that.
We are unknown to ourselves
An ocean to which we delve.
Scarcely coming up for air,
Entangled in fathoms
Whirlpools of despair.
Waves of introspection
Spare us shallow reefs,
Yet cast us into darkness
And the horrors of the deep.
all im wanting
is for us to be one thing
a beautiful new beast
with two minds and one heartbeat
 Apr 2016 Pen Lux
jalc
changing
 Apr 2016 Pen Lux
jalc
Never needed company
Until I found you
And you, me.
And another 10 words attempt. It's so strange how I've always fiercely tried to be independent, yet suddenly I want to have all my meals together, and run my errands together, and do everything together.
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