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Quick spiraling up
dust, cut through
particulate, converse
for wear - no worse
lines taut, held terse
for sure, bravely held
when expected projected,
and shown to the rest with
confection rejected
Tested, tried true, you
tread boldly into
stone cold reserves told
tritely, mighty fine end
This spring/summer confection
     inside of my head
 May 2014 Rahul Waslekar
madison
sorry,
i cannot save you.

i can barely save myself.
 May 2014 Rahul Waslekar
Teemers
1:23 am, this exhale just brought me back to life
The music has influenced my environment
Strangers and lovers and thirsty hearts lingering in my presence
Being pulled by my sides by you and reminded I was beautiful
1:27 am That moment made me reassure my being
I was loved, I was drunk, I was high, I was in love
And that’s all it took, we danced, we danced, and we danced.
Tongues hungry for each other’s minds
Your knowledge excites me; your heart evaporates in me softly.
Your touch is irresistible, and I’d be a fool if I decided to resist you.
3:00 am the goodbyes were a mess
Is this forever can we be that again
Can we do that again and again
Come back and love me I want to be around you again.
4:00 am your knowledge excites me, you’re in my mind, you’re in my tongue, you’re in my breath, you’re in my ear, you’re in my sense, you’re in my head.
Back and forth, it was you, all about you.
5:00 am intoxicated thoughts.
this love is a forrest
you hold the axe

and the gun

and the bag full of leaves you stole
from my branches.
Favorite moment you ask?
I had just gotten off work
I came over
Sat on our couch
Got high
And we talked for a couple hours
Laughing ourselves to death
We were worried we'd wake them up
But honestly, we didn't care
That small simple smoke session
Was my favorite time with you
And whenever I think of us
I see us sitting on our couch
Laughing ourselves to death
 May 2014 Rahul Waslekar
Caitlin
I am a collection of scars.
Each tells a story.
Some from a childhood of laughter and a carefree attitude,
others from lonely nights in the shadows with anxiety riddled thoughts pressing down on me;
as I pressed down on the blade.
Excerpt from a short story I am writing.
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