words
trapped in cracked jars
are crumbled and crushed
between the spaces of implications
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Category: Words
guilt
in a blur of madness,
guilt is thrown in heavy weight …
daggered words
shielded in black & blue truth,
now a bloody sword
set in stone.
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smoke
by the reflection of your eyes in mine,
and watching the subtle lines between your lips
pushing out empty words like smoke…
i knew there were ashes on the ground.
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locked
found locked in your room were
rusted secrets washed in rain,
blessings in baggies smothered from smoke,
a box of clouds that covered a starry night,
finger prints on a heart covered in paint,
and a decomposing chest
full of the words … i love you
nobody heard
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polaroids
faded polaroids
of old things unsaid
hang on fractured walls
by unravelled threads
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inescapable
in the violet city
of glory and sorrow,
the wind speaks in feathers and bone
the inescapable truth
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asked
he never asked for this
as his dad mocked him on the sidewalk
talking loud and ugly without words
for his behaviors and interests,
the dad knew …
the true meaning
of what his dads gestures meant
about him were unknown at the time
but, the child knew …
so he lived a life
feeling small, ashamed, unaccepted, alone
and never good enough inside …
the gay son knew …
he never asked for this life.
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tongue
words that bend,
promises snapped in two,
over used phrases,
words that hang over my head,
it hurts …
to bite my tongue.
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Unfinished Souls 