#mindofthemelanous - Hello Poetry

You are walking through what seems to be a narrow hallway. Bodies stick to the walls, complacent with the space given, bumping shoulders, shaking hands, saying hi, saying goodbye. You hold your school bag closer to your chest. There is a laptop in there-- pens and notebooks. Things you need. Things you cherish. And as time will not stretch, you make your way to class, do not worry, -- it will quickly pass. The ceiling lights in the classroom are dull, dying, uninteresting. Bodies file in, breathing heavy, sighing heavy. As the florescence seems to keep you further away, it is dimming you as well, repressing, submitting-- only you cannot tell. He speaks redundantly. Hands raise high- do they even know what they are going to say?- you wonder this at every selection. He points to she and he and they. They who are chosen, loud and bold. He says "YES!- You are right ma'am. Let us begin to unfold."

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Apr 27, 2016

Apr 27, 2016 at 8:53 PM UTC

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Tuesdays and Thursdays

You are walking through what seems to be a narrow hallway. Bodies stick to the walls, complacent with the space given, bumping shoulders, shaking hands, saying hi, saying goodbye. You hold your school bag closer to your chest. There is a laptop in there-- pens and notebooks. Things you need. Things you cherish. And as time will not stretch, you make your way to class, do not worry, -- it will quickly pass. The ceiling lights in the classroom are dull, dying, uninteresting. Bodies file in, breathing heavy, sighing heavy. As the florescence seems to keep you further away, it is dimming you as well, repressing, submitting-- only you cannot tell. He speaks redundantly. Hands raise high- do they even know what they are going to say?- you wonder this at every selection. He points to she and he and they. They who are chosen, loud and bold. He says "YES!- You are right ma'am. Let us begin to unfold."

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unheard unseen unconscious uninterested unloved unwanted unbecoming unable unnamed unattached unattractive unbounded unchanged I feel all of these things at once.

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Apr 9, 2016

Apr 9, 2016 at 1:06 AM UTC

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I feel.

unheard unseen unconscious uninterested unloved unwanted unbecoming unable unnamed unattached unattractive unbounded unchanged I feel all of these things at once.

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When you look at me, what do you see? *I see a transparent body, outlined by bold black ink, a distant reflection of me* You see nothing, yet you see me? *I see nothing but those behind you and those walking through your outline, yet I see who you should be* If I were to disappear, what would you do? *I do not know considering, you are not there. You are like air* If I am like air, can you feel me brush against your skin? You are not as strong as the wind; you are like the air I breathe in Why are you the only one who hears me? I hear you because I am the mirror of your outline, I respond by showing you the truth of what you only choose to see How do I fill myself in? Become visible and whole? You find your true colors and escape into your soul A.L.W.

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Apr 13, 2016

Apr 13, 2016 at 12:46 PM UTC

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True Colors

When you look at me, what do you see? *I see a transparent body, outlined by bold black ink, a distant reflection of me* You see nothing, yet you see me? *I see nothing but those behind you and those walking through your outline, yet I see who you should be* If I were to disappear, what would you do? *I do not know considering, you are not there. You are like air* If I am like air, can you feel me brush against your skin? You are not as strong as the wind; you are like the air I breathe in Why are you the only one who hears me? I hear you because I am the mirror of your outline, I respond by showing you the truth of what you only choose to see How do I fill myself in? Become visible and whole? You find your true colors and escape into your soul A.L.W.

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