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Sun Apr 25, 2021 12:30 am
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xxiv. blood sweat tears

lay your head on the pillow,
a crown graces your aura,
grown shaded by a willow
tree, out of the ugly flora

that meets where the houses
meet the forest floor, where
hopes wither, and the louses
sink into the necks and tear

enough that they need until
the next day they can flee
from slapping hands to kill
so that they survive, still free

(to take my blood, my tears.)
name: key/string/perks
pronouns: she/her/hers and they/them/theirs


novel: the clocktower (camp nano apr 24)
poetry: the beauty of the untold (napo 2024)
  





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Mon Apr 26, 2021 4:17 am
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xxv. i'm fine


there's a kind of magic running
in my veins, this light, tiny prism
that shudders, from a shunning
when the night calls a cataclysm

to the last beams of sun through
the room, from the open screen,
reaching to wherever i want to go,
but i know my limit is eighteen

feet past the front door, like it’s
always been, unless i let me feet
carry me out, then gather my wits
and let my hands do the last beat

(before being free, but i’m fine,
honestly, in this house, in-line.)
name: key/string/perks
pronouns: she/her/hers and they/them/theirs


novel: the clocktower (camp nano apr 24)
poetry: the beauty of the untold (napo 2024)
  





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xxvi. save me



what did i say before:
that i’m fine? that i’ve
settled down, the pour
overhead made me alive,
more than laying on my floor
and now i have a goal to strive

to meet, but that would have
been possible if you stayed
in my footsteps, and not halve
yourself, drawing grey, faded

clouds across the murky shave
of small ice, of scattered flakes
that once ruled my small cave
of an existence, but it breaks

all the same, with every season
change and warming of grass
tickling my toes, another reason
to wish that this year will pass

(and i’ll pay any fee
if you’ll still save me.)
name: key/string/perks
pronouns: she/her/hers and they/them/theirs


novel: the clocktower (camp nano apr 24)
poetry: the beauty of the untold (napo 2024)
  





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xxvii. magic shop

can i be a comfort for you?
would you let your armor melt,
fall onto the floor, left few
tries in a bruise or a red welt

but i forget, as my mind does
in the late hours, or is it early
now, too deep into the woes
pinging in my head, too dearly

attached to this tea cup, to
the lingering taste, to the drops
of sugar cookie, sweet, into
my mouth, savoring, then stops

(but this magic shop will
forever remain, still.)
name: key/string/perks
pronouns: she/her/hers and they/them/theirs


novel: the clocktower (camp nano apr 24)
poetry: the beauty of the untold (napo 2024)
  





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Thu Apr 29, 2021 2:01 am
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xxviii. blue and gray



i fell in love with the sky one day,
when the clouds said hello to spring
and the sea flickered alive to say
hello to seasons shifting and sing

good day to humanity and non-human
alike living on the earth, but with
the happiness in the air, to zoom in
to this microcosm, more of a myth

than actual truth for most people,
but i close my ears and eyes against
this world, teetering on this steeple
of life, still leaving us both tensed

(because this ground feels so
heavier, this life feels too low.)
name: key/string/perks
pronouns: she/her/hers and they/them/theirs


novel: the clocktower (camp nano apr 24)
poetry: the beauty of the untold (napo 2024)
  





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Fri Apr 30, 2021 3:38 am
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xxix. second grade



reminiscing, can i be still thinking
about the past, when the days are
long and the nights are shrinking,
but i’m a-a-all alone, gotta bear

it for as long as i handle it, gotta
keep my head in gear, gotta drive
back onto the main road, lotta
work needed to do, maybe go live

with a new idea for this world,
although it’s easy to call back into
old habits, envision, lips curled
for a small smile, find some clue

(to stand up again, still everyday.)
name: key/string/perks
pronouns: she/her/hers and they/them/theirs


novel: the clocktower (camp nano apr 24)
poetry: the beauty of the untold (napo 2024)
  





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Sat May 01, 2021 12:35 am
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xxx. idol

the fans call you an artist, a band, an idol,
something people look up to and treasure
and mock and imitate, not real, sitting idle,
in their heads, until they offer to measure
you up with other, proper versions of tidal
waves, relating to your swarms of leisure

that don't exist in your world until you get
old in your thirties and no cares anymore
despite your awards and titles and sweat
that still glistens on pictures, from before,
that void that no longer exists with each set
of songs that go unnoticed, fizzle the score

and it saddens me, it really does, watching
every fan, every music lover, every one of
self-proclaimed supports leave for notching
a new mark on their belt, a new band to love,
forgetting quickly the albums tears splotching
from that last listen through, only to shove

those scratched albums in some drawer, but
believe in these words, believe in these last
words, for i won't forget the spirals in what
were hour long discoveries of songs, too fast,
but please don't leave that drawer fully shut,
i can’t say more than me wishing to be asked

(about what i love, you can't stop me lovin'
myself, not stop me from lovin' bts, woven.)

an ending to this napo.
name: key/string/perks
pronouns: she/her/hers and they/them/theirs


novel: the clocktower (camp nano apr 24)
poetry: the beauty of the untold (napo 2024)
  








"You're wrong about humanity. They are your greatest creation because they're better than you are. Sure, they're weak, and they cheat and steal and destroy and disappoint, but they also give and create, and they sing and dance and love. Above all, they never give up."
— Metatron