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Bombarded with lights, flashes.
Always in my face.
Eyelids pulled back.

Urges to make purchases.

Collecting my words.
Preying on what’s heard.
Leeching on my mental state.
Can’t escape this fate.

Click. Click. Click.

An item I never needed.
A gift I never wanted.

Colossal debt.
Heart palpitations.
Blood money.
The wind whispered to the trees
Who sent messages in fallen leaves

The bluebell rang out the alarm
And the rabbits burrowed out of harm

The birds carried the message on a wing
Then the forest fell asleep until the spring
Thank you for bringing back to life a 2019 poem.
 Nov 2019 Sue Collins
Athena
Armor
 Nov 2019 Sue Collins
Athena
She rose in bouts of waking; wearied of this tender aching
Into the night, a riot shaking;
no one could cease the worlds final breaking
And so she bled, and thusly fed
the darkness at her door
She slipped into the mask
and wore it as a second skin once more
 Nov 2019 Sue Collins
XnwxrMxlik
Deforestation for industrialization,
Is more like self-annihilation.
Soon we'll be on artificial respiration.


Procrastination for solutions on pollution,
Gonna cost upcoming generation.
Life cycle will break as animals add up in the list of extinction.
Soon every living being on this planet will be graven;
Due to starvation...
 Nov 2019 Sue Collins
everly
we loop together
like ivy over broken down cars
full circle once again
we fall out
miss each other and
we sync back into
infatuation
it’s lovely
vain and
impermanent
like the planet
and us within it

man’s garden
of garbage
valueless lottery tickets and
soiled coffee cups
watered with soda and fragments of
Modelo bottle glass shards
we prop up our feet on lawn chairs
and watch it grow
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