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An arranged marriage
A love that never was

So many secrets
And untouched lands

The burdens she carries
In pursuit of happiness

From God's forest
Of dusk line hills

The plainstones palace
Is the necklace she wears
To commence the descent

A soft jubilant rain
Promises borealis
And offers of peace

She prays silently for each
As they lower the crown
In a flourish of confetti

It's all about pageantry
It's all about possession

And the way she sits
On her throne
Like she sits
On the King's face
JR
I live
with the person
I aspire to
be
I am so filled with the feeling
the sensation of being in turmoil
Inwardly, I do anything and I recoil
In the intense ***, internally I boil
the thoughts, they create delusion
and desires tend to make me fall
its the ground zero, I could only crawl
But this reality is self constructed
You have a superpower, to rise above
Your mind plays, the normal ways
bring up the courage, anyhow
because if you change, the world around transforms
it's all happening for reason, wait for the next season.
it's so hard
to believe

that anyone
could ever see me

the real me

and still want to
be near me

and still love me
and not fear me

and want to
stay with me

I am with you

but a part of me
is far away

inside my mind

frightened
hiding from the light

crawling through
this labyrinth

I built

to imprison my shadow

claws mark all the walls
some etched so deep

I can read by the light

too bright to find out
what's outside

the sky
or is it fire?

is my desire
too powerful to hold?

unmade

afraid to be made whole
There’s no problem
with death
when it’s
tomorrow
One day from
today
as the calendar
turns
Time
stays an orphan
all moments
adopted
The end
yet beginning
its promise
— adjourned

(Dreamsleep: September, 2024)
neon lights
illuminate the night’s
heavy clouds

while rain muffles
the constant urban humming

pierced by distant sirens
moving slowly
through concrete canyons.
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