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The temperature is dropping
While the leave turn,
Red like stop lights,
Yellow like wilting daisies,
Orange like when I close my eyes in the sun
Everyday you wear hoodies from basic
Sweaters made of grey cotten
White puff of frozen air escape from
Their mouths as they walk down streets
Six thousand six hundred and sixty seven miles away
It must be so beautiful
To see it all happen before your very eyes
Fall, autumn, summer to winter
My leaves are still green
But it’s cold knowing you’re nowhere near
Halloween is approaching
But you won’t see my costume
You won’t hold my hand
As we get lost in a corn maze
You won’t wrap an arm around me
As we ride through the pumpkin field
You won’t get to hold me close enough
Where I can hear your heart beat like drums
When we watch Tim Burton films
Not while you are over there and
I am over here
You are missing it all
I am missing it all
We are missing it all
When I walked to your car
Never did I imagine this would happen
When we kissed
When you took the diamond
And revealed it
Gently, softly, and so very sweet
I would never treat you like them
Never
Never hurt you
You are too good for me completely
I called you when I was coming home
Fell into the lonely dark
Cold, bitter, home for me
I told you I would never hurt you
I am no good for you
Not when I so carelessly fell into his arms when I was bored and lonely
You called me friend but kept me closer
I’ll call you when I’m coming home
When I pass the vacant towns
And the long stretches of land
When I'm on my own
I am sorry that I did it
I will never hurt you
Never on purpose

Quiet, my dear this ice-cold glass box wasn't made for tampering
For hiding when it’s only but us two
For when a boy decides he doesn't want her anymore
For when a girl decided her friend is better than her boyfriend on prom
My dear don't let the little birds peck your diamonds
Please don't let them hurt you
Don't let me let you go
I could lie and say
I’d never hurt you
I learn to lose but
I don't want to
You call me friend
But I will lie and say I like it like that
inspired by when the partys over by Billie Eilish
While you’re gone
I’ll teach the birds to sing
When every part of them is hurting
I’ll teach the wolves to howl
When they long for the moon at night
I’ll build buildings for the people
Who have no place to go
I’ll teach the flowers to grow
Sit in cold places with warmth far away
No longer in the back of my car
I’ll look into my room
And want to see you sitting at the edge of my bed
But you won’t be there
Maybe you’re in the colors
In the letters of these poems
The cover of my bed
The threads of the cloth in my car
Every now and then
it hits me that you’re so far
While you’re gone
I’ll teach the trees to grow strong
And the grass green
Build a home for me
On the corner of mind and mentality
Take the bottomless pits of envy and pride

The stubborn waves of wrong and right
The uselessness of hoping someone will change
When all they done is continually hurt the people who once cared deeply
because saying you're a good guy doesn't make you a good guy
I’ll take it and make it nothing but a distant memory
I’ll draw a line and pour gasoline over it
Light a match and watch it burn
Let go of the people who have hurt me
Give myself to someone who deserves it
Even if it takes a month
A year
I’ll tear myself to pieces
Skin to bone
For when you’re here
I can focus on what I truly want
To build a beginning with you
building is creating and creating is precious
You're the socks on my feet
Every thread is a
Forgotten phrase
A redefining page
        You’re the blanket on the bed that I can never sleep without
The fibers to make it whole
The limbs
The organs
The very pulse that reminds me
That my heart is beating
         You’re the folded corner of a page of my favorite book on my nightstand dresser
The beginning
The middle
The end, not just a chapter but the whole book
The prequel
The sequel
The epilogue
A word that makes me believe there is sunshine everywhere
A phrase I will quote and repeat everyday
         You’re the one who makes me purely
Utterly
Completely
happy.
part of the sunshine collection.
Me and him were still together?
I never said hello?
You never swiped right?
I never responded?
You didn't give me the second chance?
We decided to see The Incredibles instead of The Nun?
We didn't get the large bucket of popcorn?
You really did go to Germany after Korea?
Oh, my what if?

I’m glad I broke up with him
I’m glad I said hello
I’m glad you swiped right
I’m so glad I decided to respond
I’m grateful you gave me a second chance
I’m glad we saw The Nun
I’m glad we always get the large bucket of popcorn
I'm glad you came right back home to me.
part of sunshine collection made for erasto
One as long as the month will be when you’re gone
With just hint of pain in every page
A dash of happiness in every sentence
Just to get the feeling I will feel when you are gone

I want to write you a book
i hand crafted the sunshine collection for the boy i love hand sown and personally illustrated by me. Also this one was inspired by I want to write you a song by One Direction
Obviously
        Obviously
                     Obvi
It’s obnoxious
Completely impractical
To think you've completely lost interest when you message me while
Eighty miles away
Or
Six thousand six hundred sixty-seven miles away
When you call me beautiful
Or cute
When you tell me you miss me
When I was the last person you've kissed
The last person you've pressed your ice-cold feet against
It was me
Who you laced hands with while we walked around the mall
It was me you called every night
Because you knew your voice calmed me down for sleep
You were the one who held me when I was crying because I didn't think I could bare missing you for so long

It was me who you wrapped an arm around as we watched the clocks
So obviously
           Obviously
                       Obviously
You like me, right?
the obviously thing is from season 2 episode 4 of aytipical, which we binge watched all weekend and ever since then we obviously reinvented obviously
Expectation

We bow to our gods
Our demigods

Take sides
Give credit where we think
Credit's due

***** at the other

An exercise in hope
Despair, disgust

An act of rebellion
Worship, boredom

A little entertainment
Perhaps

Oh Holy Night is blasting
But it's business as usual

What did we expect?

The Donald's having another
Rad hair day

Merc is mixing up yet another shot
In the arm of the unsuspecting ignorant

Monsanto's engineering one more
Pernicious stew for dinner

World War Three pending
At Arm's Dealers Inc

A trader goes Kachung

A raven drops his doodoo

Really
What did we expect?

Shiny stilettos go clack clack

A homeless man shivers in the rain

The guy on the bike gives ya the finger

Grandma turns on and drops out
Can ya blame her?

Another heart-breaking day
For the broken

A little goodwill
For the willing

Martin Lawrence sneezes
And we can't help ourselves

Hilarious

Charley Sheen loses his knickers
In repeat spin

Another bad news nugget
For the rag-mags

What did he expect?

The jingle bells jingle

It's tinsel time again
The gift can go bye bye in the mayhem

In this the season of high expectation
It's good to have less expectation
To worry less, to feel more

Share
See what happens
Expect a miracle
or
Expect nothing

The gift
Ah the gift

The present
Presence

That is all
What did I expect?

2015 for the present
expectation, disappointment, duality, mayhem, bikes grandma, stilettos, clackclack, presence, gift.
Euphie Dec 2018
**
This is a collection of the madness in my head,
if you somehow manage,
to get your hands on this...

Please respect my words,
for I am fragile.

Thank you.
**
Aa Harvey Nov 2018
The Endless Poem :
Part One - Requiem


This is the Endless Poem.
I shall always add more to this…My Requiem.


Requiem.

The Song for the Dead.  


In life and death,
In thought, in breath,
In song I sing,
To The Restless Dead.


In life and death,
In thought, in breath,
In song I sing,
To The Restless Dead.


May they all rest in a sleep of peace
And never be forgotten.
For they have all once upon a time,
Allowed our hearts to be softened;
Or affected, or captured, or hurt.
But they are all gone now;
So celebrate their lives on this Earth.


In life and death,
In thought, in breath,
In song I sing,
To The Restless Dead.


In life and death,
In thought, in breath,
In song I sing,
To The Restless Dead.


The watchers,
The seekers,
The believers and non-believers,
To all Gods up above;
May we all rest in peace please?


In life and death,
In thought, in breath,
In song I sing,
To The Restless Dead.


In life and death,
In thought, in breath,
In song I sing,
To The Restless Dead.


This; I’m afraid to say,
For anyone who just began to feel at home.

This is the end of the first part of

The Endless Poem



(C)2013 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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