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 Apr 2013 Tessa F
Tim Knight
And I saw spectres sway
in smoke and smog,
hazy gray, secretive fog.

And from the wings
of the checkerboard dance floor,
I stood, saw and adored.

And in fine finesse, finish and form,
you tore me up from the dance floor depth
and whispered odes I shall never forget.

*And what fools we were for not saying yes.
I am sorry.
@coffeeshoppoems
 Apr 2013 Tessa F
k
my best friend
 Apr 2013 Tessa F
k
you wish me the worst
because in your eyes
i deserve it.
you say you wish
i was dead,
that the sight of me
makes you sick.
you say you can't
stand my voice
my laugh
my face.
and you say its all a joke;
that i have thick skin
i can handle it.
but thick skin still bleeds;
i have these scars
now don't you see?
 Apr 2013 Tessa F
JM
You can get it wrong, at 1 a.m.
If you listen to the whispers
of the blue smoke.

Intentional bruises sneak in between the thunder and we build our altar on the ashes of tradition.

Now.
you are My sugar.

The drums and whistles of our dead keep rhythm as we dance alone in the cold of our
Great Nothing.

You can get it wrong at 1a.m.
If you wait for the smoke to clear.
everyone
has the right
to be

to make choices
to take a stand
to think

to work for their
own reasons

to value
what they value

to believe
what they believe

everyone has the right
to a life of the body

and a life
of the spirit

even if the crowd
says they don't

even if the government
says they don't

i'll dance in the streets,
cry in them, saying

who god bless
no man curse
 Apr 2013 Tessa F
DieingEmbers
I've a term-inal illness...

I'm sick
of these ****


exams
For Moonlight Blossom and all my friends taking their exams at the moment.
there's a lot
of different
ways

to
speak
english

island english
hood english
mountain english

etc

some carry
many englishes
in their heads

english belongs
to everybody
cheers

for that
on this bright
afternoon

when all of
my englishes,
in one english

or another,
are all
missing


you
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