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B Wasserman Aug 2016
Boiling in wells
down deep
and low
my hunger waits
as a lion growing teeth
nobody knows how
I ache to burn
if so
they would be
well acquainted with
ash
you may push back the cliffs
and raise armies
sharp and miserable
what will you gain
what will you prove
besides that
my bones thirst
for violence?
Ojaswee Das Aug 2019
ather aether Katherine
quintessence she’s never been
confess profess depress
transgress the process
A lifecycle.
With little to no progress

repress to the oppress
Obsess the agress
Compress the mess
Say yes to impress

You’re not blessed
Be ready to face
The detest for this
Damsel in distress.
You’re not allowed to egress

We’ve all been trained to stash
All that we have had for the brash
Trash. thats what we are if not unerring

pristine is an acknowledgment to disguise
kitschy fustian ostentatious. Be that.
No less. No more.
Katherine tried but failed to fit anymore

We’re all Katherine. You and me.
we don’t abide. We don’t fit. We don’t belong.
Here.
There.
Everywhere.

Life’s not fair.
be-no-one Mar 2019
You have to drag it out of yourself,
Beg it into the light and in front of the mirror.
You have to bribe it, and lie to it.
Until it agress with you.
I arch my shoulders to my cheeks
And press my weight upon my feet
Agress my chest unto my knees
This shape I take; anxiety

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