Almost There...

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Twelve days.

I've been thinking and dreaming in seconds and minutes so that each one passed is a million years and the weight of the centuries is beginning to bear down on my bones. Breaking from the inside out.

I'm liking it here, but I miss my house. A lot.
And the neighbor has a new puppy for me to play with.

Awesome.
<3

No Road Signs...

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So much has happened and I find myself lost and confused. I know what I believe and I know what I don't believe - still their are intersections where my mind keeps trying to drown out the words of my heart. Or where my heart is already under too much constraint to breath its own opinion

And even though I feel the truth so deeply, my heart still hurts and I'm not sure why that is. It's snowing out, but I don't feel like snow. I feel like a piece of paper on fire, the way it slowly burns and goes up into itself and then just disappears into nothing.

I have so much I need to speak but I open my mouth and find I have nothing to say except what's already been said. And maybe the reason I can't voice anything is because I haven't discovered what it is I need to voice. I feel so many things and so many of them are opposites to one another - what am I supposed to do?

Some days, I just get so frustrated that you don't...listen.
Or that you see what I need or maybe just want...but don't cave in.

I'm lost.
Please come find me.

Fall From Grace

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Heaven came down
and the weight of its imperfections
crushed me.
And I slipped into
my own grey matter
lost in a hollow corpse life
wandering beneath the burden
my bones shattered
my soul choked
and I died.

Confused.

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And corperation is just another word for control.
Television, another word for lie.

One

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It feel so strange that the year snuck up on us this fast and at the same time I feel like its been so much longer than it has. I don't know. I've never been so excited to get in the car and go home. One year. My heart's still pounding. My head's still spinning. And I've never been less worried about the future.

If you just let go, everything will fall into place...

Sweat Shop Nightmare

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What good is poetry in an age of atrocity?
I give up, they say.
Why pedal poems to people possessed by passiveness?
Why cry out at all if citizens don't cringe at cruelty?
Nike says: "Just do it!"
And behind those words what wall mounts that picture?
Ten million little fingers folding loose leather
For less than can feed their fragmented hearts
Just do it! (endorse slavery)
Killer corporations condone the cracked hearts they create
Calloused foreign hands don't cause commotion in our society
Why has the fire died?
The one that kept peace, hope, and justice alive?
Why write winged-words if no one
Wraps them to their soul so they may fly?
Why are we content to kill ourselves for capitalism
And all that meaningless crap we buy
That damages little hands...
The breaks little hearts...
The vanishes big dreams..
We cut down forests of people
From birth simply because of where they're born
For what?
A beautiful pair of shoes,
A nice shirt,
A well-woven rug...
I don't understand.
Little hands holding large labor -
They should be holding large dreams.

Making Up

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Rosebuds blossom off of his tongue
words beaded neatly on strings:
the perfect gift.
Diamonds
Rubbies
Sapphires
Lost.
Under couch cushions
on the street
down the drain.
Gone
Memories of a rock
aren't very heart-warming,
but your voice,
those words -
Unforgetable.
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