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fallacy

her whole body
fits on a dime
turns quietly
around
the neighborhood
a few times
she knows the signals
obeys the laws
at the end
never bothers to pay respects
to play nice not her game
they were dead
buried alive
to the world a crying shame

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dangerous

dangerous
game she’s playing
in a field of men
grabbing
misbehaving
he stands
in a corner
waiting
praying
she finally stays
resting
digressing
into her old ways
illusions of love

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longing

he has messed -up
my mind
more than before
ticklings tossed -around
feelings crawling
outside of me
flying –
crashing -down

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who

i buried my self
a long time ago
even before you left
a smile
a hug
a “love you”

secure in my shirt pocket
pressed warm
folded in origami fashion
the finger oils
smudged words
linger long

long arrives the scent
settles upon the dainty
face covered by lace
secrets of passion
promptly,
kindly,

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suttee

Afraid
to let you go
i twine the words
of complicated grief
there was no goodbye
never another hello

and then i made it worse
opened myself
wide
displayed before savage eyes
killed myself slowly
with little pride to show

flames shooting higher
than ever thought possible
i sold my soul to the devil
who paid a hefty price
to lick bitter tears shed for us
and consume his last meal.

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I became trapped in my own selfish misery. I once held onto hope. Positioned as a shiny metal object, glistening in the sun, it promised better days. I prayed to it. Ran my fingers over the smooth surface. Worshiped the image broadcast back to my heart.

I learned that day about rust as tears flowed. Death approaches angrily, despite appearances. I wish i hadn’t fallen so hard. Knives are all too predictable. Perhaps there is the lesson. Learn all you can before you are trapped.