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Best Poems Written by Victoria Lucas

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Dreaming Drunk

Dreaming drunk 
Teeth grind under the weight of 
Time;
An anomalous and vile passage 
I writhe in my own grime 
Feverish and mad, I cry to my demons
Hope they remember me 
Not as the shell to which I’ve been reduced
But a spirit, untouched, worth life
I have never done it well
Every day passes, hurts like hell
And I miss the spot in the sky from which I fell
And to no avail, I scream out to that sky but
Whoever He was has left.

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Ode To the Night

I’d like to thank the night 
 For its darkness
And the beautiful moon and stars
 I’d like to thank the night 
For letting me walk beneath its sky
 And fall apart in its arms
I’d like to thank the night
 For making the world silent
And giving me a safe place to cry
 I’d like to thank the night
For everything it does
 Without even knowing
I’d like to thank the night
 For reminding me 
That there’s always tomorrow
 But most of all, I’d like to thank the night
For helping me grow

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More Than a Teacher

Dedicated to the late Ms. Garbus
She could never be thanked enough
For the ways in which she touched our community 

Twisting the tango
As she taught me to 
Pursue all of my passions 
No need for decisions
A call to action for 
Random Acts of Kindness
Personal, I couldn't realize 
Blind
Far removed from our view
Glowing, radiant, we remember her
Hardworking determination and 
Justin Timberlake poster 

To be removed

She was more than a teacher.
Her character is weaved through each of us 
Rest easy, Rest easy, 
Rest well, Ms. Garbus

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Profundity

I am mad.
The question is not yet settled
whether all that is profound 
is compassless in the vast ocean of lucid reason
I loved, unguided,
Among many millions of fragrant flowers
Knowing nothing of the world
Without mentor to govern
My tideful mind
A love for which there were no words
A most hermetic love to find
Are these the most arcane experiences to be had? 

I'd be content to know not

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More Than This

An ache deeper than pain
   Jealousy.
Damn the one who tempted me

   You're irresistible 

Dissolve in the acid bath, and
Appear to me as an apparition

Panic as my flesh melts at the sight of you


I've never seen your eyes quite wide
As mine roll from their sockets, 
descending to the tiled floor,

Joining the collection of my bones,
      bones and guts and eyes galore 

I knew you wanted more than this


I knew you wanted more than this

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High For Life

You're not satisfied

Eyes lacking passion
A burning sensation replaced with ice
Our intensity reduced to a mere glance
sitting in silence where the chatter used to live

I am an afterthought.
Letters you sent her
While I laid in wait
I am patiently going mad
Waiting for you to think of me first

You’re wanted more than I
The attention I crave is
trapped by your thoughtlessness
I want you to want me 

Words that go down easy like hard liquor 
I only nod
My self loathing is your burden
They were not jokes They are not jokes They will never be jokes
You only worry for me 
I don’t care I don’t care I don’t care

You’re hard to reach
Late or Never at all
You arrive
I’ve realized how much you dread to answer
For I’m always too sobered
And you’re much too high for life

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Baby

You've driven me quite mad
Love that I've had
For many years over
I still feel the fears of an
Unquelled baby
Longing for its mother
With similar dependency,
I cry for you in the dark

I've still not learned to soothe myself to sleep

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Thin Glass

Your mother invites me
I realize not that you are tired 
of me
Separated by a thin glass wall
You stare through blankly
Ignoring me 
I shift and move 
Hoping to gain your attention 
Though you shift away, and continue the same blank stare
My attempts are fruitless, as always
It’s deafening when we don’t speak
In memory of times when we couldn’t stop
Your brother is much sweeter on my sister
Like you used to be
I feel sad for what I expect to become of them
And you audaciously criticize me
When I dissociate from a character whose ears are blind 
To the sound of my voice
Hypocrite, I think grossly to myself
Though you are the one I love most
I am constantly reminded that I want you more
Even in the face of good times,
I am reluctant, for I know they will be brief
Before you stare back into the glass and and neglect me once more

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Gaslit Nightmare

Willingly, I ran
That was the first sign my life was falling apart
Strange bike that brought me back in one piece, damn you
That hope of abduction never came to fruition 
I am complacent in the wake of my life’s finale

Climbing those eight flights of stairs
Only to prolong my denial
Too choked to speak 
Life has always been easy 
I realize you are a hologram
Motion picture of a mother 
You are complacent in the wake of my life’s finale

Sent to bed at five o'clock
The same time it's been since yesterday
I fake asleep
When you walk in with my father
Coughing lies and webs of drunken incongruencies
I am complacent in the wake of my life's finale

We eat, and I sit by the water
Black tide splashing up to my toes
For a moment, I dream of drowning,
Fanatically gasping for air
I'm pulled away by the arrival of pasta
I do not eat, but rather stare as you finish
One, Two, Three, Four
Glasses of wine
I threaten to walk until I'm pacified
Moron, you call me 
As we arrive, safely
Climbing those eight flights of stairs
Only to prolong my denial 
My eyes are closed 
I fake asleep

Sober at midnight 
I said something that had scared you, though you don't quite remember
Please talk to you
I liked hearing you beg
Ignoring you in my bed,
I fake asleep

I wake up alone 
Breakfast waiting for me 
I do not eat. 
Yesterday did not happen
I'm seventy feet under
Quite easy it would be to die here, I think
I wish I had.
I was complacent in the wake of my life’s finale

Resurfacing, I refuse my favorite fruit 
I do not eat, but rather stare at the water
For a moment, I dream of drowning,
Fanatically gasping for air 
I’m complacent in the wake of my life’s finale 
We drive in silence 
Still crunchy from the salt
I fake asleep

I never woke up 
Hypnotized by your lies and 
The gaslit fire that kept me warm in my slumber
I dreamt of drowning,
Fanatically gasping for air
Until I fell still, complacent in the wake of my life’s finale

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Love, Abridged

All I had left was a man

I told him I was sick and tired of life.

and I laughed and laughed.
and wondered what I was doing.

I was starving to death.

I’m wicked

God, I’m bad.

the absolute madness and
The mad dream --- grabbing,

forgive me. For- I’m . . . no no, you little half naked Savage

Get away!

Patience and skill had no voice

it was crushed.

he had sworn to forget her

sweet . . .

I was all alone

It had never occured to me
walking those last miles
in the middle of a rush hour,

taking, giving, sighing, dying

I had no eyes

Now it was too late.