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 Jun 2020 Michael Perry
Traveler
There's a lot of good people in this world
People who would like to see a better world
Unfortunately it's out of our control
That is if, your ideology is to
"Stay the status quo"
Did you just get comfortable?
Close your eyes and play your role
I have everything I need
Yet my world is not complete
My connection to the world
Will never disconnect
I possess true love
Which parallels deep regret
That's why I'm an activist
..................................................
Traveler Tim

Perhaps
If I could dehumanize black people
Close my eyes to our war criminal President's
So what...
Congress bailed out Wall Street
And the top corporations and left the people to struggle
She's in parties
& knees-up
She's half-seas over
& in the king's cup

She's in missionary
She's in backwards
She's on backseats
& dashboards

She's in fast lanes
& intersections
She's in full throttle
& Hail Marys

She's in obituaries
& cemeteries
 Jun 2020 Michael Perry
rk
gluttony
 Jun 2020 Michael Perry
rk
i've always been told
that i am a greedy lover
allowing love
to eat me whole,
devoting myself entirely
and expecting
the same in return.

i let you swim in my veins,
before burying yourself
inside my bones.

my kisses
will burn your skin,
and leave pathways
of where i've been.

i will breathe you in
forsaking all oxygen
injecting you into my blood,
desperate for another fix
so completely addicted
so completely yours.
- press your teeth upon my flesh and ******* beating heart.
We sit beneath the stars
Asking to mend our scars
We keep each other's secrets
Hoping we'll get a new experience
But here we are, drifting and singing
Only to feel empty
I'm sure we'll make it through the night
We have each other
So it'll be alright

You are everything I want, everything I need
A bond that we'll keep down here in the flames
Here, where our souls are set ablaze
But it'll be okay
I'll be with you
Always.
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ALL THE WAY DOWN THE LINE

Yes, I have forgotten
you

are dead
and turn to you:

"Did you see that?"

But Death has stolen
your eyes.

So you see
nothing.

Bits and pieces of you
vanishing day by day

as if you are being
erased.

I still cling onto
your smile.

Death
isn't having that.

And I am still
in possession of your voice.

It's tone
the slant of it

the heft of a syllable
a last few remaining phrases.

I still talk to you.
Ask your opinion.

"The red or the blue?"

Your ghost smiles
plays along with the charade.

I hear you say
( in my voice )

as if sound could be
forged

this counterfeit you.

"Oh the red...the red all the time
all the way down the line!"
Dear god I miss you
and I dance to the blues
feeling sick all the while
my toes are anemic
there’s a frog in my throat
it’s all a bit wrong
and we dance to the blues
two left feet all the while
it doesn’t quite suit us
these bathroom tiles on the floor
the ballroom dancing to the blues
we don’t touch all the while
dear god I miss you
I haven’t seen you in weeks
it’s all a bit wrong
and all a bit blue.
'Ode to my sleeping love...', written early 2020, during third year of university
 Jun 2020 Michael Perry
august
i will carry the universe
in my hands
in my heart
with my breath

i will carry stars
in my smile
underneath my skin
in my blood

so that way
no one can define me
there is a galaxy inside
in this body

i am infinite
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