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Jeremy Betts Nov 2024
Trying to find shades of myself
In the simple black and white
Trying to wade out in the middle
Of a basic wrong and right
Maybe I will or maybe I won't
But maybe I just might
I want to live in the twilight
There's too much darkness in the light

©2024
Silence Screamz Nov 2024
Words are just carbon duplicates
of intertwined shapes to insinuate a specific instruction

Trying to make sense of it all, intricate complications seem to follow the very next sound

Wrapped in their secular meaning and internal definitions, we don't know the true pieces inside them

Does it mean light, dark, weird, crazy, confused, red, green, or gold?

Left, right, or upside down, who knows.
Its a guessing game of sorts. What do you see? Is it the same as me?

Linguistics interrupting unusual interceptions of crossing patterns within mixed mediums

See Jack Run, Red Fish, Blue Fish or 1,2,3
What does this all mean? Is it all free?

Signs of simple or insane complexities
surrounding mental restraints.
Turning the page, what do we see next?

Oh ok, now I get it !! Letters of different languages placed within the confines of a verbal, visual, or audible prison

"Call me Ishmael"
David Nov 2024
Bodies succumb to
seeking hands and thirsty minds...
I love libraries.
gift Nov 2024
be
my biggest dream is to simply be
to exist in a world that does not bound me
to occupy spaces, to be free

my biggest dream is to simply be
to experience the land and sea
to breathe, to live without worry

my biggest dream is to simply be
to love the people dear to me
and even those that hurt thee
Jeremy Betts Oct 2024
Can I unmelt the candle
That's flame was blown out by your passing through
Almost as if too rekindle
What I felt for you but with someone new
I wish my most potent wish
That it was anything close to that simple
But even a man who was taught how to fish
Can get lost and float away on a passing ripple

©2024
David Oct 2024
Dim lights spill across
a room almost desolate.
The fridge hums alone.
David Oct 2024
Gyration upon
the dormant extremity...
my pencil's sharpened.
David Oct 2024
Warm golden glimmers
spotlight squirrels and their hoards -
unreal renderings.
David Oct 2024
A freshly blown breeze
creeping amidst the shivers.
My hands are burning.
David Oct 2024
Why do you look sad?
Staring with quiet eyes and
expressionless face.
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