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Just One Day Might

“Please!” She begged and screamed
As I split and broke and died
“Can’t this just be a dream?”
She spoke with eyes that cried
“This isn’t what it seems.”
As my hands her eyes did dry
But in the deepest things
I knew my soul was right
Out of this was birthed a body
A body of sound mind
Out of this was birthed a vision
A vision with hate intertwined
Out of this came an understanding
A thing that made me realize
Out of this came an expanding
Of the place I built from demise
Out of this was birthed a world
A world of truth and lies
A world that broke the premise
A world with love and spies
Out of this, this thing, this hope
I learned the final why
I learned the what and when
Of why I could not fly
I learned in all these secrets
The ones we privatize
That hate, and love, and genius
Are nothing but a prize
The rewards with which we give
The ones we idolize
Is nothing but to relive
A past to which we’re tied
So don’t walk that road so lonely
Don’t live to make one snide
For the monster you water like weeds
Just one day might come to life

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Firsttimer Poli

Once upon a time
I spoke out some things
I committed their crime
As I hung from some strings
I forgot how to cry
So I clipped my wings
It was then that I lost
My spot in the court of kings
Many of us have walked
Down a slope unsavory
And though we have talked
Of ending our slavery
We continue on down
Into the pits of our own
In which we will drown
Mere skin and mere bones
Those of us alive
We tell our stories
We fight and we strive
To escape territory
We pretend we’re alive
To strengthen allegory
When in truth, we continue
Into a place unholy
Alas, it is true
Of one road we partake
There are no two paths
There is simply heartache
None of us are different
We are all alike
In the fact that we hate and we love and we fight
Some stand within
A room of bounty
While others vomit in
A place unsoundly
And yet there are those
Who lived unopposed
Feasting on the division
We wear as our clothes
Them and their jesters
Juggle us on strings
While in deep submission
We clip our own wings
We live as the party, the joke, and the fraud
So a few men can laugh and pretend they are god
But once upon a time
I spoke out some things
This was in the days
When I knew I could sing
I yelled and I jabbered
I burned the circus ring
But the world would not listen
To the lie, they would cling
Perhaps there are a few
Who for truth, they do strive
Perhaps that is you
Who by honor abides
Perhaps, just maybe
You see not with eyes
Perhaps, just maybe
You live to never die
Perhaps in this world
There are those who hate lies
Perhaps there are those
Who enjoy the sunrise
Maybe in luck, there are those who don’t suck
But from what I have seen, they don’t give a fuck

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Girl

This poem is a letter
A single, knowledge setter
The words within will not abetter
They will not free your legs from fetters
That being said
And you being warned
I shall now fall dead
Into a time I once mourned
I shall open this letter
This single, knowledge setter
With an instance in which I was scorned
“No!” Said a man, with anger and rage
“You will not love, you will obey!”
“But what of this girl?” I asked in dismay
For this girl was one I adored
“No!” Said the man.
“No!” He would say
And further, my heart would implore
But the man’s heart was dead
And his head filled with dread
So I whispered to my heart “No more.”
And the beat of it fled
As it fell, torn to shreds
Scattered like dust on the floor
But a hope brought life
As my heart, it revived
Causing my body to soar
This girl, she was right
And her smile, it would light
The gloom of a doomed postwar
Together we walked
And together we talked
Briefly free of the chains on our feet
Together we sought
A life free of fraught
And in secret, we’d secretly meet
Then with a fright
I looked with my sight
At a horizon now made obsolute
I looked to my side
Where she once would abide
My happiness no longer replete
Gone away like the bird
Leaving a winter unheard
She had left, ran away on her feet
And as a wind made of were
Swept me away with a slur
I forgot what I once would recite
So in haste, I renewed
The love I’d subdued
Prepping my light to make bright
But in my stomach, I knew
Her love was askew
That destiny had decided this plight
So I laid it all down
And buried it in the ground
A fate with which I was alright
For my heart, it was healed
As much as it’d yield
And eventually, it would end this fight
And the girl, she would wield
A courage revealed
A courage stronger then might
For in leaving, she sealed
A strength like a shield
That coupled with a sword made of light
And I, now alone
Lived unatoned
For the times I had cried in the night
For these tears made of blood
Would flow like a flood
If my mouth these words not repeat
That I’m sorry, my dear
For the words that once seared
Through your spirit, neat and petite
No longer may I
No matter the why
Say “Hello.” with a nice friendly tweet
For our past is now closed
And we’re now opposed
On the points we once used to greet
Take no offense
I mean you no harm
So please make your anger disarmed
No matter our lies
I see with my eyes
That the world is lost and alarmed
So in closing, I say
On this now saddened day
That I wish through this mess you may find your way
For what we once had
Is withered and done
And this alright, though sad
And though you are brighter then the moon and the sun
I must say goodbye, comrade
Goodbye, Girl
Hello…

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Silent Mouth

At this time
I have no words
No words for you I have
My thoughts are fleeting like the birds
And my memory’s cut in half
I know that this must sound absurd
I’m sorry on creativity’s behalf
But my mind is tired, lost, and blurred
Like a sinking, ocean raft
I sit here now
With a silent mouth
Not knowing what to say
I’m scattered and spread from north to south
Just soaking up the rain
In my head, I know the dread
Of a mentally slow decay
But my heart is led, what’s to be said?
I won’t be another cliche
Why make a speech?
And sound like a leech
Off the kindness others give
Why must you beseech?
To make my soul breached
For in silence I wish to live
When it is time, my hands they will reach
And myself I shall forgive
But for now, I shall sit
Observing the it
Searching myself from within

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The Thresh

I passed an unborn threshold
Into a place unheard
It left a mark untold
And made my vision blurred
Almost like a blindfold
Or a broken, sightless bird
I sat with eyes controlled
And a face made absurd
Once I sat here freely
Not yet had I crossed that line
Yet the words were light and breezy
Simple, known, and confined
I once would walk with wonder
Through a world of my design
Yet now I sit in blunders
Searching for the sublime
In a world gone mad with madness
A world concerned with time
I looked for a final meaning
A sensible, final rhyme
But now the story wanders
At least in this world of mine
For I crossed that unborn threshold
That lacks to self-define
Once I wrote with fury
Knowing my way throughout
Yet the future is all but blurry
And I’ve no idea what it’s about
So if you are writer
A being of unsaid words
Don’t make your work a cypher
Don’t make your dialogue slurred
Allow yourself to wonder
At the time and place you’re in
For before you even know it
The story, it will end

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Rain

I used again last night
I started and turned up the light
For the world in which I reside
Is much too dark for drug lit eyes
I inhaled, took it in
Like it was nothing but air
I sipped, I gulped
Like I had plenty to spare
I poked, I prodded
I raised myself high
I smiled and nodded
And burst through the sky
It flowed through my blood
As this poem does now
It made up a flood
Of revelations somehow
It made its way through
Every crack of my brain
Until my eyes opened
To look out at the rain
Leaning forward, I saw
Though with much strain
A young woman who stood there
In the midst of the rain
She wore a black dress
And stared with disdain
Wondering if
My hands I’d restrain
And the rain, it poured
In buckets and jugs
Like a joker who plays
With aces and clubs
But the woman, she stood
Like a tree in the ground
Planted with might
By a heart once made sound
The rain, it would part
Of this I was sure
But the woman would not
She’d stand and endure
From forest to forest
The world it would change
And there she would stand
Lost and estranged
But for now, we both eyed
As we froze, wet with rain
The bodies we denied
And that pleasurable pain
Together, we were torn
But in one mighty sweep
The effects, they were worn
And I awoke from a sleep
Now perhaps this all
Took place in a dream
Erupting from
Some midnight scene
But as I laid there
Trying to breathe
I saw her walk in
A beauty unforeseen