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allissa robbins
Poems
Aug 2014
I Wrote a Thing About You
My cracked lips and dry
throat greet you.
My mind sails away
from the physical
claim of self.
I’m against the wall
of the solitary confinement
of feeling.
A glass of red water
is sitting on my bookshelf.
Books are piled
on my soul.
Bigger perceptions,
simple tools of the
brink of creativity.
My veined eyes
greet you,
are calloused
with night of
dry-heaving.
Juxtaposition of an
orange in my
throat,
keeping the words
down like medicine.
"Don’t keep it all
in there,
you’ll surely die.”
But some days,
some times,
I stop caring.
You’re my reason.
I greet you with
pale hands and
shaking knees
cracked lips
kiss you.
All of the sad
and distress
pour into the body
I most love
to hold.
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allissa robbins
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