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The clouds in the sky
don't look white
beneath them
the forest is gray
And the broken branches of the trees
and the blackened earth
and the muddy ditches not deep enough
for man
And at the end of it, a soldier
A long coat
with a gun between them
with a black-gloved hand
and read a small book
while feeling
oncoming absolute despair.
Sometimes I let darker thoughts
Come out to play.
Taboo little ideas,
Delicious in their sin,
Lick at me in lust
And sometimes I give in
Add a bit of ✨️ spice ✨️
I know where that goes but I don’t know where to put it.
Hope is a lie,
It stays within a die.
No one sees it,
No one needs it,
Yet you feel it.
Your wounds plead it,
But you just bleed it.
Hide it, confide it,
Still, you seed it—
Cause you need it.

Don’t disturb her,
Don’t absorb her,
You don’t deserve her.
You hear it,
You bear it.
Don’t say it,
Just obey it.

You rely on others,
You cut your own feathers.
A lie it is,
Yeah, that’s all it is.
You want it—
But you already have it.
One place
One house
With a view
Big kitchens
Lots of bedrooms
To talk
To write
To meet
Ben and Carlo do you read me
Nat and others
I’m the harshest critic,
the truest of nonbelievers,
when words of love are used.
Soapy words will not deliver
so please stop trying to be smooth.

Don’t compare me to a summer’s day!
I know that’s from some Broadway play.

Waste not flattery’s rose
praise not my grace,
at least not to my face,
you’re better off praising my clothes.

Forgo sweetness, promise nothing
then you may be onto something
say it, straight up, I won’t faint
trust me, sir, I am no saint.
.
.
A song for this:
Words of love by the Beatles
.
Maddy’ Music challenge:
“Write a poem based on three words from a song.”
Song: 'Words of love' by the Beatles 1964
~
The day was orange
The word is yellow
Out like a light switch
Teeth a steady glow

The projectile's
Crisscross trajectory
Is no kindness

In the catacombs of this mine
Watch it leak
Watch it settle

What remains is
Subterranea, urania
Built to last
A moment to inhale
Before fade to black

~
I once wasn't scared Hoping love was for me No longer Maybe enclose  your shame lust isn't all fun and games both sides loose fun in the rain after perception of a actual connection we would flee in opposite directions It was taken a toll leaving us old and dull
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