i hate the feeling
of feeling
no feelings
Category: Poetry
pirate king
it’s been awhile
i don’t look the same
sound the same
i like a lot of different things
like avocado,
it use to make my mouth itch
but it went away
now
i do whatever i want;
touching the top of oak trees
surfing clouds towards a sky realm
sailing a brand new ocean
for adventure;
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what would taylor think
fallen over a couch after a pint and a half
brush your face
it’s to early
to fall
chess
they sometimes ask
what’s your next big move.
i’ll tell ‘em a lie
something extravagant,
somewhere beautiful,
away from the board.
right after brushing my teeth
getting knocked down
has become
part of my mourning routine
hot blooded
it is an out of body experience;
i’m a foreigner to myself
like a novel on my bookshelf
i know the ending.
nothing is pending
placed down payment months ago
ticket to the heart break show
i can only blame my inexperience;
independence
we all want
a second chance;
to run-
or jump fly dance
a second chance
to dance.
i want to dance
dance until i can’t feel my legs
and we have to fly away
skipped a beat; time police
it’s like time-
paused;
and we came back
picked up
exactly
where we left out.
it was never perfect
but on late nights
i never wanted to be
anywhere else-
but they took me away
cuffed in a back seat.
processed
& told to wait;
wait until-
honey dipp III
it’s like
we turned the clock;
left everything
the way it was,
except for us.
i’ve changed.
either for good or for bad-
the road traveled
left scars
memories;
made a lot of 2nd opinions
on things once ruled out.
to give everything a second chance
so life
doesn’t have
anymore
what ifs.
december a few years ago;
it was just a gesture
something simple;
but i hold it like a widow holds their child
something;
irreplaceable.
i wonder
what me now
would tell
a me
not ready to hear about the future.
at that time
the single grain of rice
had the weight of the world,
steamed
and afraid of loss.
i’d tell him
i think i’d tell him
you’re right
this loss,
won’t feel like another
because it was real.
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