sonnet 1You said I was not one of them, the men Who so inconsequentially live and die, The multitudes of mediocrity who then Vainly search for purpose and turn tragic faces to the sky. After you kissed me, I asked you if you meant it. You answered yes, but later struggled to recall, And said that meaning has no place in life When nothing really matters at all. I never thought that God, the stars, mere circumstance Would intervene when logic, intuition, scream to me. For should you deny me this chance, Mug me of enlightenment, snatch away opportunity, Then to the displaced and dessonnet 1
holding clay in handsi breathe in deeply , the wet earthy smell floats my mind back to forgotten childhood wonder, tiny neck craned back at the massive domed black lattice of metalcage skyholding clay in hands
inside,
green life in all its unimaginable forms overflows, spilling out in an overwhelming display of exuberance and joy
every color represented, every perfect shape and dappled pattern heaped upon the next
my spindly fingers yearn to sink into the soil and feel
what it means
to be alive.
as yet unnamedHe parks the car I think my dad's having an affair He says, not taking his eyes off the empty gray playground in front of usas yet unnamed
An accidental eavesdrop a chanced overhearing of a hushed conversation and suddenly a neat collection of lies becomes unmistakably clear
faded swings creak back and forth long deserted under the darkening sky
inside
little jake, warm and bright-eyed and pure, rushes to us, forgetting entirely to greet us in his babbling excitement about the soccer game at recess
for the briefest moment, a shadow passes over the f
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Run quick your innocence is fading and leaving in its place acetic Truth
So now
Go make pyramids on your bedroom floor, stacking up the toys to God Lick the strawberry jam from your favorite lunchbox Draw your imagination and color your thoughts run away to your backyard, leaving a handscrawled note on the table, detailing your intentions Smell the bright crayonwax and blow bubbles on your summertime doorstep
All this
Before the outside world of cheap vodka and HIV tests comes crashing in Final exams and slit wrists Eyeliner and br
today's a new day he said
everyone is very concerned about dying.
everything will be alright forever and forever.
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Stab my heart and tear my veins,
Ill get back up and break these chains,
Just to show one thing true,
Id die to realize I love you.
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If the phone doesn't ring, it's me.
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