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Karma

I tie myself to you
But the ropes begin to burn our skin…
I hold you above the water,
But my grip begins to slip…
I try to save you from you’re a demons,
Though I’m a demon myself. 
My meaningful words,
That I so often come across 
Of I love you
Begin an avalanche 
Of distress and misery.

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Solitude

So many stones have been thrown at me, 
That I'm not frightened of them anymore, 
And the pit has become a solid tower, 
Tall among tall towers. 
I thank the builders, 
May care and sadness pass them by. 
From here I'll see the sunrise earlier, 
Here the sun's last ray rejoices. 
And into the windows of my room 
The northern breezes often fly. 
And from my hand a dove eats grains of wheat... 
As for my unfinished page, 
The Muse's tawny hand, divinely calm 
And delicate, will finish it.

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Cinderella

This fact seemed pretty damn self-evident from just about birth on.
I seemed to inconvenience my family, especially my mother. 
So with my multitudes of half-sisters 
that refused to see me as anything more than just that,
half,
my mother, who was exhausted and 
inconvenienced at the sight of me, my will and 
my troubled path, 
I was a real life Cinderella,
From     The      Start.
Since I was just there, 
my mother figured she might as well use me, 
to do her bidding.
I wouldn't be home for weeks and would arrive to an empty, 
messy house and a two-page list
of things to do.
Sound familiar? 
Just like a fairytale, huh?
So I ask, where's my fairy godmother,
and my glass slipper along with the Prince Charming, 
to make sure it fits? 
And my mouse helpers, 
to make cakes and dresses with me? 
Well I might not have a fairy godmother or a glass slipper,
and I'm still missing the damn mice,
but I just might have found,
My Prince...

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Grief

O who will give me tears? Come, all ye springs, 
Dwell in my head and eyes; come, clouds 
and rain; 
My grief hath need of all the watery things 
That nature hath produced: let every vein 
Suck up a river to supply mine eyes, 
My weary weeping eyes, too dry for me, 
Unless they get new conduits, new supplies, 
To bear them out, and with my state agree. 
What are two shallow fords, two little spouts 
Of a less world ? the greater is but small, 
A narrow cupboard for my griefs and doubts, 
Which want provision in the midst of all. 
Verses, ye are too fine a thing, too wise 
For my rough sorrows ; cease, be dumb and mute, 
Give up your feet and running to mine eyes, 
And keep your measures for some lover's lute, 
Whose grief allows him music and a rhyme ; 
For mine excludes both measure, tune, and time.

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Autumn

pearls dust
crinkly brown leaves
leaving them soft
and vulnerable
whispers ruffle their
existence
threatening to
tear them from their limbs
do not be afraid,
a kind whisper
enticing
in the heat
seductive
under their cool touch
one by one
they slide down
one snap,
another,
a flurry of oranges and browns and reds
and then nothing,
only naked trees shiver.

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Bread

This bread I break was once the oat, 
This wine upon a foreign tree 
Plunged in its fruit; 
Man in the day or wine at night 
Laid the crops low, broke the grape's joy. 
Once in this time wine the summer blood 
Knocked in the flesh that decked the vine, 
Once in this bread 
The oat was merry in the wind; 
Man broke the sun, pulled the wind down. 
This flesh you break, this blood you let 
Make desolation in the vein, 
Were oat and grape 
Born of the sensual root and sap; 
My wine you drink, my bread you snap.

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Gaze

When I see you
I tend to smile
Not all day
But for a while
I watch you as you turn around
I remember every single sound
I watch you as you look at me
That’s when I see your beauty
I start to frown when you look away
I guess away is where you’ll stay
I go into a dreamy gaze
In my dream I was in a maze
Having you would be my prize
If I get you is a surprise
Right, left, forward and back
Trying to trace my every track
Boundary here boundary there
Boundaries located everywhere!!!
I touch the side I touch the ground
I try to locate every sound
I hear the birds start to cheep
I only hear one other peep
“Help me, Help me” I hear ahead
“Help me, help me if you can.”
I knew it was her I could only tell
It wasn’t the place nor the smell
It was the sense of my crush in fear
It was a cry only my love can hear
I try my best I sprint ahead
If I was not with you I might as well be dead
I turn the corner and I see
The brightness of her beauty