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Madi Bowers Poem
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
Copyright © Madi Bowers | Year Posted 2025
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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
Copyright © Madi Bowers | Year Posted 2024
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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
Copyright © Madi Bowers | Year Posted 2025
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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
Copyright © Madi Bowers | Year Posted 2024
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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
Copyright © Madi Bowers | Year Posted 2025
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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
Copyright © Madi Bowers | Year Posted 2024
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“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.
Copyright © Madi Bowers | Year Posted 2025
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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
Copyright © Madi Bowers | Year Posted 2024
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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
Copyright © Madi Bowers | Year Posted 2025
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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
Copyright © Madi Bowers | Year Posted 2025
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