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All fun and games

Until the malevolent force stops feeding

them jelly beans

The taste becomes bitter

and your no longer a beefy hitter

But a weak hearted fool

that proved naivety true

how dare you

fuck with me

“I didn’t know who she was,”

One of the perpetrator breathes.

Unity is not a joke

Get the punch and the poison separated

Cause that pedestal is about evaporated

how dare you

hurt me

Justice will not justify

the actions

“Why would they hurt me so bad, just to let me heal and have scars in vain of how I needed to accumulate the scars.

how dare you

lie to my family

with dark magic under your fingernails

You unweave the web of pure sentience

To have a few steps up in a game

you don’t know isn’t rootable

It’s real

and so are the fucked choices you made

and I made

Judges will ponder

but I’m about to solder

all the lost truths

from the pages of our stories

bond them back together

The sky is a mirror

The constellations aren’t connected

and now neither are our truths

But soon

Time will do more than tell

An alley she’s always been

I will never let you get away with it.

Even if I turn to dust

in my next moments

I will find you

and I will heal you

and I will heal the world of you

and no one

will ever

be of your kind

Again

Extinct

Bitch

I’m coming for you

in a way

you’ve never heard of

😂

And so it is 💋👣🧞‍♀️⭐️

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😶

Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Gentle Spirit

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Initiate change❤️🙏😍🐚💕

Knowledge is passed down in generations

rooted in love

Cure cruelty

Bring immediate relief to all plight

and any various situation

that a painful or unjust act

is being pursued

You are in your rights

to abolish from your

Forthcoming experience

and bring only the lesson

To decipher

Such grounds of relief

to moments passed and those forthcoming

To grow a foundation

that includes the truth of pain

Fame falls upon

injustice

and I dare not take that path

I am excited about my destination

My future beckons like the wish

I’ve always held in my heart

My wish looks like a map

Like love

It starts and soon

It transcends starting

Blossoming into an awareness

that is invincible towards in-congruencies an awareness

That is the epitome of mastery & alchemy

There is an emergency

I plead you urgently

Release what is wound

Free what is bond

Listen for the sound

They haven’t stopped calling

&

that could be any of us one day

It’s time to release the grey

Fight to bury the seed and

Believe

As cycle pushers flow into the seed

and make it curious in reed

Do your fucking best.

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Your body,

The house your soul lives in

has a long hallway with windows and picture frames

The sun breathes into the yellow walls

I can feel the footsteps

of the past

and

I can feel the place next to your body

is finally in peaceful repose

as I walk next to you

with all the love I possess

Your senses pulled into deep relaxation

to know you’ll be expertly loved

for the rest of it

T.S.

For Ben

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— Carson McCullers, from “The Heart Is a Lonely Hunter.”

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Alice Miller, The Drama of the Gifted Child: The Search for the True Self

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Franny Choi, from “Waste”, The World Keeps Ending, and the World Goes On

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— A book i’ll never write.

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— Paul Guest, from “1987.”

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at noon, you walk into the kitchen and flip on the light switch. the bulbs are dim, almost out, but you swear up and down you can't see without them. tie your hair back, tell me a story. i've probably heard it 5 or 6 times already, but i won't complain. in another life, i think, you were a writer. in this one, you were just loved more than you ever knew. i am trying not to look at you as though i have already lost you. i rewrite your eulogy in the back of my mind, while i wash the dishes for you. you haven't let anyone take a picture of you in years. sitting with you while we make dinner together, i try to memorize the crinkle of your eyes when you smile at me. what will i do when you're not here to smile anymore? one day, i will come back to a home that is empty of your brightness. at noon, i will walk into the kitchen and flip on the light switch. i hope whatever is waiting for you on the other side has all the lighting you need to see how much we love you.

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Margaret Atwood, from The Blind Assassin

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rainer maria

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Im Tay and this is

A Fools Hope

Breaking free of old chains

how natural can it be

Brick houses in ruins

with vines hugging the abandoned places

She comes home

the energy of the town

greets her like an old friend

with the gift of its sturdy roots

She looks where she used to look

and sees her lost dreams

painted through the valley

A prisoner to her heart

becoming a graveyard of art

What was it for

If it’s not here now

The depth of faith

that expands through her universe

It makes it hard to breathe

There’s broken glass in the kitchen

and on the bottom of my ballet shoes

There’s yelling

in the sanctuary of my soul

It makes it hard to want to breathe

Her old house

Forgotten by familiarity

There’s ants

building communities

Birds singing to the blue in the sky

Foggy air and sunsets on the back

of our black birds

Grapevines grow as secrets are sewed

into the rich Earth

The memory of your laugh

goes down a pathway

in my soul

reaching to hug the truth of friendship

and grant serenity

I still hope to see you, around every corner

I question the street in windy silence

but it stares back

with the same absence of you I have

When a dream is seemingly lost

& resources are few in word and energy

I go back to this town

and even though it’s over

I wish anyway

With higher hopes and

the bloody dream

asking for me on its death bed

But no word or emotion

in that moment

can bring back peace to all those moments lost

Stuck in the shadow

of what could have been

Saturated in a fools hope

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Friends

A dialect of no transgression-

A burden of perfect harmony-

In your eyes,

I see the waves of my heart

breaking the surface and boundaries

of elements unknown

Directing love

of one another

like cataclysmic anchorages

unlocking and giving relief & refuge

in our presences

Limitation does not exist

A divinity masked by no hardship

A friend in time

the purpose of a good sign

A link in chime,

like the chime of birds singing

amongst are sexy being

You are what journeys are made for

T.S.

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With the energy of great ancestors to

Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke’s Book of Hours: Love Poems to God [originally published 1905]

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Lost to a sea

of past life potential

Shaking the waves with my

hearty ship, The Imevitable & I

Carrying out our

fixed claim

to riches that comfort

but never soothe

When will it be

Our turn