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caroline Feb 2019
and now i pledge
my undying allegiance
my never-ending fidelity
to the noble cause of
never moving your head off my shoulder
(no matter how many times my arm falls asleep)
caroline Feb 2019
habitual mourning
for nothing in particular
choking on rope
for miles
and miles
and miles
until i reached the frayed end
just to realize
it was anchored to nothing
on the opposite size
caroline Feb 2019
the pulsating beats
of the rain on the sidewalk
some cars skidding by
others stuck in a gridlock

i tried to see look through you
see the allure all around me
but you won’t stop your nagging
no matter how hard i plea

its surely been months now
since we walked through this city
i miss how you wandered
and whispered so pretty

but its just me and these lights now
and the puddles on the pavement
i’ll drown in their memories
and the art of self-effacement
caroline Feb 2019
when i drew back the curtains this morning
all i saw was static
clogging the feed
taking my limelight
and again in the eyes of the girl with the poisoned tongue
and again in the breath of the boy exhaling the cold
if you’ve could turn the ****
i’d really love a different channel
caroline Feb 2019
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and your embroider him on your chest
like a badge of triumph
but as you stitch
until your thumbs go numb
don’t forget
his transgressions will tarnish
the needle
and your medallion will surely rust
until the words of congratulations
are buried deep
hardly legible
caroline Dec 2018
petals braided in her golden curls
a downright hippie child
chasing down the sunlight
with her bare feet running wild

spilling secrets from a wicker basket
that i picked up one day
to quell my curiosity
amongst the trees that sway

it whispered sweet songs in my ear
and filled my heart with honey
it taught me to feel colorfully
and smile when it gets sunny

i hope, one day, i’ll pay her back
wherever she may be
amongst the fairies or the leaves
wherever she feels free
caroline Dec 2018
suburban royalty
with crowns of melded coins
and moats of picket fences
with absolute reign
and divine rights
their worst nightmare
lying just across the county line
where their thrones have been usurped
by the realization
that they’re just like everybody else
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