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*** poetry pills protein.
the first calendared reminder
of every day of my life
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maintain
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Feb 27
Feb 27, 2026 at 6:05 AM UTC
I’ve been covering my feet
In time’s dense clay,
Stuck to a mountain side.
I’ve been curing underground
Sitting on my knees,
Going dormant.
I’ve been hoping one day
I will dissolve into
The volatile components
That I’ve buried
And the eruption will
Disintegrate the covers from
The bedrock that I can’t seem to get out of
In the morning
Jun 10, 2024
Jun 10, 2024 at 10:33 AM UTC
Isn’t this the age
When we have
A lot of plants,
A bunch of plans
Little money
and even less time?
Nov 20, 2021
Nov 20, 2021 at 9:45 PM UTC
Stop all the cars.
Shut down the coal.
Prevent Big Oil from dumping its ***** load.
Shake up complacency
And pull out the stops:
Let our leaders lead.
Nature,
You are North and South and East and West;
Our sanctuary
At God’s behest.
The time is now to transform our ways,
So warming ends,
Now and always.
Simon Piesse
Oct 31, 2021
Oct 31, 2021 at 6:37 PM UTC
dear quinn,
goodbyes are hard
but staying will be harder
just let go
it's okay
love,
atlas
Jul 5, 2020
Jul 5, 2020 at 9:39 PM UTC
I am internally screaming.
But I keep my mouth shut,
And my scars hidden.
Apr 8, 2019
Apr 8, 2019 at 1:45 AM UTC
a week ago
i turned 26.
two days ago
i hurt myself again
for the first time
in four years.
this time i didn't
use the little blades
from my razor.
this time i
got more personal.
used my own fingernails
to dig deep for the life
i'm scared to live
beneath this skin.
then i took some
deep breaths in
& restarted the journey again.
Nov 13, 2018
Nov 13, 2018 at 9:20 PM UTC
Even when the ink started to run
You helped me find the meaning in the verse
Your cologne smelled like September
And I knew even if we both got lost out there
The sun would still rise and set
I took a lesson from the darkness
I never scorch my tongue on hot coffee anymore
I read the words I used to ignore
May 23, 2017
May 23, 2017 at 3:38 PM UTC
happy birthday to me
and everyone else who took their first breathe today
we're the chosen ones
Mar 26, 2017
Mar 26, 2017 at 8:38 PM UTC
At 26, he lost his one and only amour'. 26, his soul left his body suddenly with a roar! 26, none more worries.! 26. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . End of his story!!!!
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Jun 14, 2015
Jun 14, 2015 at 8:42 PM UTC
If I wanted to describe you,
I would need to learn
To write in numbers
For there are only
Twenty-six
Letters in the alphabet
But an
Infinity
Of numbers
And I would need every one of them,
Just to describe you
May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 11:33 PM UTC
i never ran out of words.
i'd see the night sky and i could describe it in a hundred ways --
i could say it was the ocean reflecting the twinkling lights above;
or maybe a moonlit path now visible through the waves.
i'd feel the wind brushing my cheek
and write about how it tousled my hair into messy tendrils--
how it plays with the leaves one moment
and the next leaves them astray under warmly-lit streetlamps.
oh i could write for endless hours
about disasters, impossibilities, probabilities
and i never ran out of words.
there are twenty-six letters in the alphabet and they never failed me.
but then i saw you.
Nov 30, 2014
Nov 30, 2014 at 7:43 AM UTC
I'm often faced with the question
"why don't you just take medicine?"
Zoloft
Prozac
Lexapro
Paxil
do they take away the memories
or replace the words slipping through their mouths?
do they stop the fluttering of thoughts racing around my tired brain?
do those tiny capsules create apologies or never said goodbyes?
do they stop my thoughts at the late hours of the night?
do the scars on my wrists magically disapear?
do they erase the images of every bad thing that's ever happened?
do they suddenly make me good enough for everyone I wasn't?
Apr 19, 2014
Apr 19, 2014 at 12:56 AM UTC
On December 14, 2012
Children hid in cubbies,
They hid in shelves.
Teacher's surrounded
And spoke them kind words,
For out in the halls,
The shots could be heard.
Just an elementary school
Filled with laughter and joy,
Was stripped of its fun
All because of one boy.
A tear fell from America's eyes,
As we heard the news,
For now twenty-six angels,
Our country did lose.
Newtown, Connecticut
Will never be the same.
Engraved in its heart,
Is sorrow and pain.
Twenty children,
Six adults.
They didn't deserve it,
They weren't at fault.
Now all of our hearts
Are filled with sorrow,
We never expected
They wouldn't see tomorrow.
Twenty-six angels
On a friday, flew away.
Rest easy, sweet angels.
In our hearts you will stay.
Mar 30, 2014
Mar 30, 2014 at 7:13 PM UTC