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Emma Nov 2018
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They say to dress every day like your about to meet the love of your life
So I wake up
Brush my teeth
And instead of throwing on my stained, dog hair covered sweatpants,
I wear my favorite sweatpants
   -my true love won’t mind x
Phoenix Bekkedal Jun 2017
I'm happy with what you have to give me
Except on these days where the hormones in my head
Riot like they forgot about tomorrow
Then my organs sink
And not only my brain can think of you
My skin spells your name in goosebumps
And the curls in my head signify the S that starts your name
The word that's always on my tongue
That made up word
That made up name
That belongs to you and will always mean
This love that devastates me always
This fever that makes me sweat out all the questions
When my immune system can't [/catch up and make up/]give the answers
as fast as it all unravels and so a lie for comfort may slip out
From between my lips
from my wallowing throat
from my nauseous stomach
where the Crohn's says I have cancer



When the dehydration strangles me,
I will be less human than you ever were
Each grain, a connection, the sand leaves me an emptier sandbag
Just one in the wall of flood prevention
Protecting a city of quivering seamonkeys
Seia!
ZOO Mar 2017
I swing at you down by the greens
we just lowered to an idle
and switched for me
caught me up somewhere, dear Sympathy.

I did not have to look to see you like me
  what you mean
you were warmth and about to show me
you had secular laughs.

mouthed liked toadstool
lillies of the desert
dirt all over my dreams
you went the down wrong way,
and up is now down inside me.
i am as Two girls on a swing-
go down in sweatpants.

— The End —