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John Destalo Aug 2020
speak my words

out loud
touch your lips

how do they
feel when they

leave you
are you gasping

for breath

is your mind
spinning

searching for space
speak my words

out loud

are you telling
your secrets
John Destalo Aug 2020
the politician
speaks

twists
words
clumsily

not like
a poet

he does
not

see their
beauty

he does
not

feel how
sensitive

they are
they cry

each time
he opens

his mouth

they die
each time

he speaks
John Destalo Aug 2020
she waits for
the wind

to twist her
she knows

this world is
not for her

she is nature
she is distance

this world
has no space

it is filled
with artificial

she cannot
understand

its language

she is silence
she is birth

waiting for
the wind

to take her
John Destalo Aug 2020
I hold these
truths to be self

evident
within me

a commitment
to science

to organization
and truth

a commitment
to art

to chaos
and doubt

the complexity
of this humanity is

to hold opposing
views within us

and end in
explosion
implosion

and the
creation

of Einstein’s
new mind
John Destalo Aug 2020
some eyes are deep

because some
souls are eternal

each night we
lie in the dewy grass

holding hands tightly

staring directly
into the darkness

(as we were warned to never do)

you whisper

asking me
what is on

the other side
but you already

knew the answer
John Destalo Aug 2020
I spread
so quickly

creating a disease
in too many

of you

the cure
for me

is known

has been known
for years

slow down and
question me

before you share
me with someone

else

but you can’t
help yourself

I am so juicy
John Destalo Aug 2020
found myself in
a dream

lost myself in
a thought
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