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I don't want to know what time it is
I just want to lay here forever and die

I don't want to know the painful truth
I'd rather listen to beautiful lies

I don't want to know who you love
Unless it's me, it's a truth you hide

I don't want to know what your thoughts are
Probably they're of some other guy

I don't want to know you
But I do and now all I do is cry
 Dec 2015 Taylor Ramey
Timothy H
I have yet
to write
a single
poem

certainly I can
rhyme and meter
compose a verse
haiku
limerick
and build cadence
yet
it’s
withheld
refrained
restrained
it does not allow nor admit
in fact
it’s fraudulent
a paean sin of omission
omitting truth
vulnerability and
humanity!
why not weep of wide
open
limpid lucidity?
why not the magic of
heartfelt disclosure?
each ****** feature fearlessly
presented with palpable pretensionless
petals that the sun skips
over skin through
sky of algid air as
each lung
animates
all admissions
tumbling down
in the merriment
that transports
grace
eternal, primal
screams
ancient
songs
that release grudges
from muscles
the mysterious immersed magnificence that
confronts a chartreuse day as an
unimaginable
gift
through the lens of immediate
freedom
with burdens and cares
falling away to
a purely peaceful
poise
not a song, sonnet nor
a single sentence
rather the grasping of
a fresh infusing of
divine pleasure
Copyright 2015 Timothy A. H.
 Dec 2015 Taylor Ramey
Emily B
I wonder if I have invited the storm--
     Provoked passion--
Traces of sweat in swelling heat
      glisten
and I taunt dark clouds singing siren songs.
      The curves of my voice
thrill lonely spaces.

Flashes of light crease the sky --
      similar bursts echo
from your eyes.

Reaching around I tremble
as the heavens
      rumble loudly back.

I will meet you there
     inside the tempest.

Let it rain.
 Dec 2015 Taylor Ramey
Angie S
We only met for half a minute
But that time was precious.
It filled me with
Surprise, to be honest.
But it left me with
New confidence, regardless of how small it was,
And a lot of questions
I have yet to answer about myself.

Who am i?
Who am i creating out of myself?
And is that person the kind to be
Strong enough to be approached?
And,
What can i do on my own,
Before i think of what i can do in a pair...

I thought a lot.
And that's what that half minute has given me.
A lot of new things to think about.
And i'm grateful for that.
Something a little odd happened to me this morning, someone told me I was cute and introduced himself to me.
Nothing like that has ever happened to me. And he was respectful and left when I said no thanks.
And that hasn't ever happened to me before. So naturally... I thought about it.
I thought of a lot of 'if's. What if he weren't a nice person after all? Or what if he was and we got married?!?!?
But, what if... I knew who I was first?
I realized a little bit about myself.
(Firstly, I am too simple. I was a lil happy when I thought hey, someone thinks I'm cute.)
I have a lot of dreams... and I want to fulfill those on my own. I want to see how far I can go on my own. I want to see who I am on my own.
Then, I think, I can think more about cute people that think I'm cute.
(But thank you, random person!!)
 Dec 2015 Taylor Ramey
chris
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 Dec 2015 Taylor Ramey
chris
t
"I'm used to it," she numbly says.
And that's how you knew she was broken.
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