Projecting Poems - Poems about Projecting

I am rotting at your door It's nothing you haven't seen before I wish I could stand up and leave It's a tapestry of tragedy I weave I bring this unto myself Put my emotions on a shelf In a jar, they're there to rot This all-consuming story plot There is nothing I can do I'm projected onto you But if I try to end...

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I project myself a new one depending upon who I am with I can be a listener or an annoying interrupter. I can be charming, or mean to the point of idiocy. I project my persona ahead, testing the waters, to see how much they can take, to figure out what I can stand, and what we can both tolerate at this second...

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Snip-snaw lambasted me today. Misunderstood initially, Practically undiscovered Until I remembered the stories of Some others. Zeke and Sam’s horrible, vivid scary Stories of unkind deeds the snip-snaw had Caused them to do, against their Best judgement, immobilized me To my bed for an extra hour, Weighted blanket over my head. Terrified burgundy hair stood up notoriously tall. Goosebumps on my scalp, I felt...

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projecting false imagery upon the screen of time creating an unrealistic impression of the supposed good old days was the misconstrued dream land in which the old self lived...

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Definitions strain contends defensively no obligation of restraint ~ creativity lures its object, beauty, to the mind and leaves insipidness behind, behind! Nor desecrate as if alone reactions tempered my unknown, insolvent only as to loan does liquify its purpose own! Then dissipates as if my prone were self existing, ne'er by sown ~ To live my art, I must condone needs deprivation . . ....

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