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Best Poems Written by Madi Bowers

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Man, Dog, or Priest

how I wish I’d been 
a man, a dog, or a priest 
being held from sin
by a roman collar or leash

how I wish my acts 
were good and virtuous deeds 
narrowing the path 
for saintly men and their beasts

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Daisies

I could patch the holes in your clothes
If you ever let me that close
Sew daisies into every seam
That tore before meeting me 
Make them prettier than you've ever known

I could tend to the gardens you've grown
Aspiring to be your favorite rose
I'll blend into your scenery 
Content am I, and evergreen
If only to be part of your home

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Unease

Bare in your sheets 
The power shifts 
Like god and Mary 
Replace your lips 
With cruel fantasies 
I don’t care to admit 
What they mean

This painful unease 
Burns right through the skin 
Of my knees 
When you begin 
To want what you see 
To share your sin 
So proudly with me

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The Rib

He ran his hands over my body
Like he was searching for a place
He could begin to pry me open
Without ruining my face

More snake than human I am
Undeserving of the gift 
His hands delved into my body 
Like he was taking back the rib

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Westward Peace

When he leaves
It takes everything in me
To not follow
If he can’t lead
So far east
That the sun too flees
From mornings of sorrow
For westward peace

And it soothes to be held
To be loved like I am someone else
Still the fool, never quelled
Loving him as I should myself

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Streets of Solitude

The unmistakable ache settles within me 
My curtains tightly drawn since I awoke 
I know I am unprepared for what I may see
I envision narrow streets engulfed in smoke 

I do not wish to walk amongst the tall trees
To step into the world, I would surely choke 
I sit alone, contentious and unhappy 
With a silent dream to return to the oaks

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Vulture

You have shown me
Truly
What it means 
To be a vulture amongst mourning doves
To witness pain, 
Absolute and final,
And feel only hunger 
Gnawing with merciless lust, are we 
On the skin
On delicacies uncared for
With no regard for what once was 
Only what can now be

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You Look Happy

“You look happy.” 

It wasn’t a compliment, nor was it truly an observation. It did not fall from his tongue with ease, it clung to his very being like a toxin that could not be purged. It was an accusation, a statement that settled itself between the two of us and silently solidified the notion of our separation. 

Because I was happy. 

I was so happy it threatened to consume us both, proving with no uncertainty that it was finished. The nail beaten so crudely into the coffin that even his deft hands could not pry their way inside. The all encompassing grasp of his self actualized sadness no longer touched the depths of me. I had reduced him from a prophet to a beggar, and in the end, I was happy.

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My Dearest

Is it wrong to wait for you, my dearest?
To pace at your door like a hound?
To do right by you is the simplest pleasure 
That someone like me is allowed

There is delight woven into your very being 
Your perfection persists and abounds
Be it wrong to wait for you, my dearest 
Then guilty I hope to be found

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Contrition

Tonight I’ve questioned my religion 
Second guessed what was a given 
'Cause I found heaven, I was in it 
Left god with all my inhibitions 

Forked tongues do best to listen 
And I’m much like a politician 
So when he spoke our shared condition 
I found rest in the admission 

He’s an idol, he’s a witness 
To my love of the forbidden 
He knows there’s no competition 
No living thing could come before him 

I will forsake what has been written 
Then sign my name to the revisions 
And you will find in my additions 
That I no longer show contrition