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"backandforth" poems
screamingloudly, shoutingcrazy don't know why we do this daily; backandforth the screaming match when our ideas they just won't catch. two bullheaded people clashing heads until one of them storms off instead. i mean well and you do too but our ideas just won't go through. banging heads against brick salls our yelling echoing down the halls. im on page two, youre on page one; all i know is this aint fun.   screamingloudly, shoutingcrazy i dont know why we do this daily.
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May 26, 2014
May 26, 2014 at 10:39 PM UTC
Daily Duel
i learned about loneliness last night, belatedly, because no one ever bothered to explain it to me- it was something best kept for the time it existed in the blank space where a hand had once been a soft shaky touch now absent the sorrow comes in sultry waves with the indigo tide of me missing your breath on the hollow in my sleepy neck, a whisper backandforth inandout and then a hitch, a twitch and the slow descent from sea-froth into dreamland we drifted, content, into the scared scarlet hills where nightmares roam where i made my home, knowing that in sleep your whispers still coated my pillowcase and i was not alone we sank, satiated, into the wasteland in our wasted heads knowing that despite the terror, we could share your bed knowing that when i woke, gasped, drenched in sweat you would brush the hair from my forehead i'd remember my respite and we would settle down once again and as i lie, disconsolate my ribcage heaving, desolate, i pull your jacket to my face, breathe in your scent, your comfort rise from the depths and thank whatever guides our fate that i only feel this pain in the present
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Jul 22, 2013
Jul 22, 2013 at 5:34 PM UTC
cigarettes, ***** and axe
It's your turn to work. For a year I have shuttled my life Backandforth Backandforth For you. To see you. But now it's your turn. You can come see me. Use your gas Use your time I can't do all the work All the time. This is supposed to be equal. Also, get a job And get some independence. It's time to be an adult.
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May 23, 2010
May 23, 2010 at 5:53 PM UTC
repressed resentment