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Best Poems Written by Robin Sexton

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That Mask

if you could only see

behind that mask

behind the smile that lies

if you could only go

a little deeper to see

behind her eyes

she hides from you

she hides the truth

she hides the evidence

so you have no proof

of her lack of what

you thought was there -

strength and hope

aren't behind

that mask she wears

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Unfortunately

you are a very fast car headed for a brick wall
and i want to ride
you are a beautiful hell-bent guilty
feeling i have inside
you are a fistful of strange pills in my pocket
that i finger constantly
you are a bottle full of dark red wine
i want to drink compulsively

you i could never save
but i'm done playing superman
i never knew how to fly, anyway
i only ran
i'd like to see
what messes we could get into
and watch how we get out of them
i'd like to stick around for just a little while
then run away again

you are the badly written poem
that's been hidden deep for years
you are the bad friend i could never count on
yet you held me and wiped my tears
you are the ominous storm clouds
slowly blocking out the sun
you are the horrible wreck
i just can't turn my head away from

i see the worst of me in you
and the worst of you in me
we mirror each other tragically

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Trying: Wait and See

skating on thin ice 
in my bare feet 
i am tightrope walking in
my big chunky boots
i sympathize with fire
numb to the burn
then swallow it whole
to quench the yearn
to satisfy this craving
i pretend i have wings
becoming accustomed to 
these busted up knees
don't mind me, i'm just
tracing circles through the air
you think i'm getting nowhere
but you just wait
you wait and see

i'm more 
than you 
will ever be

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Beautiful Girl

The sun smiles
at the way she wears her hair
The flowers sway in time
to the rhythm of her song
The wind wraps himself around her
as everybody stares
Her eyes dance and her laugh
carries them along

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Run

grew up on prozac
and paranoid bouts
had faith in nothing
but unrelenting doubts
had a broken mind
that was a bit too complicated
kept it consistently medicated
to make life simplicated
candy to keep her quiet
and uncomfortably numb
she knew how to bottle it
bottle it and run

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Lies

Took me too long to realize
To see with real eyes
Just how far down deep
In your heart the deceit lies

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Rusty

I'm rusty these days
I see you are, too
With your game
They caught you 
Again
And you're going in
Again, for some time

How can I put
Everything I've just seen
Into a poem, into a rhyme?

My poems about you used to be so
Prolific, full of everything that never really was
Because I believed
You 
Could
Change

Well
Hell
Right? Hell broke loose for you
When I realized I'd been fooled
Now, look at you --

A fool shackled, chained
Ready for big boy prison now, I hope -
Maximum security this time. 
I pray you'll be
Okay. 

I pray you'll be okay. 
You ruined many parts of me, but
My heart is still here. Isn't that crazy?

You amaze me. 47 and still acting 
Like you're 18. You amaze me

Not. At all. 
Not to diss you, but
We don't miss you. 

But, I'm rusty these days
With what I say 
And I mean it when I say
I pray you'll be okay.

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Seasons - Without Pause

the seasons pass dutifully around her
slow sphere of cycles turning
jeans with forgotten poems in the pockets
fade, her face gains lines that map out
the long hard road, and her dusty boots
get dustier as she walks without pause
spinning,
wash rinse spin repeat
the days, the months pass and collect
puddles, oceans inside never feeling full
and she sheds her skin again
and again, heavy and weathered
blistered from the sun; another layer, new
tougher than the previous one
her hope is tucked away quiet in her heart
the only thing solid in the constant evolvement
her hope, a rock with his name written on it
as sharp as the day she scribbled it after asking,
'what's your name?'
while thinking, never leave me
i could love you
as unfading as the memories tattooed on her soul
still fresh from so many seasons ago
these things keep her going as she walks
with purpose, dutifully
without pause

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Writers Block

mental constipation.
pen strains against paper
as i close my eyes
and imagine the inspiration
of nature -- a dewy petaled
flower glittering in early light,
a tall waterfall rushing, a
vertical river in the trees --
flowing through me, out
as words beautiful enough
to be spoken eloquently
confidently, vibrant enough
to leave lasting marks
on the souls of all
who hear.
but nothing.
not even a fart,
a gassy haiku.
not one.

must feed my mind
better things.

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Brain Noise

quiet voice, loud
mind all the time
no break no pause
words reverberating
off the walls, illogical
little sense, but I listen with
intent to unconsciously invent
horrific scenarios, crazy, off the wall
no break no pause
rewind, repeat
with no way
at all
to delete