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Sat Apr 15, 2017 4:07 am
Aley says...



... Ever After"

I swallow, choke, on candy drops
the praise of Pops
rejects my blood
and torments flood.

My brain consumes the flowers whole
a vomit bowl
the end, my thanks,
in empty tanks.

I am a negative by plus
resulting puss
my lepric plea
no "Happily ...

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Sun Apr 16, 2017 3:54 am
Aley says...



The Limit of My Patience is Quickly Waining

Stomach knots tight, legs quake, eating crows
would be more pleasant than living
with this acid heart disease.
You stress me as rubber
bands, taut to snap soon
ready to crack
under your
nagging
chide

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Sun Apr 16, 2017 5:33 am
Aley says...



A Poet's Universe 1

2008

Before I graduate
senior year
Mother's surgery planned

Cleaning out her c-section
four rare bacteria
Leo? No, earlier
maybe 2006

but he's 9 or 10 now,
so maybe 2008,
Planning gone awry
No future, no school

DC trip
Obama inaugurated
the loud speakers blare
echoes of laughter
and cheer

So much lost
in just this year,
2017
  





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Mon Apr 17, 2017 3:19 am
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Scar Jam 4/16

Dear Summer, I Expel Thee

my breath, the last e-scaped me ye-ster-day
I fell u-pon my bold u-gly blan-ket
and heaved for it, but it re-fused my say
and now I'm food for hun-gry maggots
the no-thing left to me will heavily lay
in my bed with flow-ers ov-er my jac-ket
It was the sum-mer who was most dis-traught
from he I ran, weak to his heat if caught

Ottava Rima
  





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Mon Apr 17, 2017 3:30 am
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Scar Jam 4/16

Class of Nurses

I sit here among you, watching languidly
my ears half-tuned to the lecture, observing
with the other half. You all are trembling
rocking tables, clacking pens, scratching notes
down upon the paper like it's a stone carving.

One by one, you drift into oblivion,
pnamonia, vomiting, drugs, violence.
And you speak of science like a drone
You've been programmed with lines fed
by teachers, regurgitating, not digesting.

I believe your stomachs are too base
to live in our base world. You cannot dissolve
you cannot neutralize, you cannot consume
or exume yourselves from these holes
a body bag of dread surrounds you

and I can't find the lock for the zipper.
I can't wake you from your death.
Wake up! Engage! Focus! Listen!
Talk to me as a human speaks to another
not a mad scientist on downers.

you give a new meaning to deadbeat.
  





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Mon Apr 17, 2017 3:37 am
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Scar Jam 4/16

Lovers Apart

There were thick bushes between the guy's side
and the girl's side. I went to the girl's side and you, the guys.
It was a division of the sexes most respected, but we all knew
we were privy that we shared the water, shared the steam
and the moon above our heads caressing us with it's light.

We were dating for two years then,
our skin naive of each other
as it would be for years, until we moved.

Back then, we were with friends, too shy and introverted
to explore alone, unwilling to go romantic places like this
without our moral support for our private times, so I giggled
and spoke with my second love, my second universe
and she shouted loud enough for her first universe and you to hear
I splashed her to quiet her, trying not to infect the separateness

an old couple across the little steamy lake chuckled
talked about us behind shading hands with knowing grins.
You told me years later the first night you fell in love
was that night, the night you peeked
saw me drowning in hot water, laughing
as my second universe doused my embarrassment
and I attempted to douse her gall again, unsuccessfully.

If only I had been so bold.
  





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Wed Apr 19, 2017 3:46 pm
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Towering statues, have you before seen
The shadows on your grounds
Long with the havoc of gravity
Of storm when it should not

We who have constructed you
We who destroy, who migrate
And abandon, and diverge,
Converge upon your soil

We have reached into the skies
And curled our unruly hands
About the blue, the clean
The circle of the skies
And cracked it like sugar
In water

We pooled ourselves above
Consumed the puffy sugar screen
To gorge ourselves and produce
Like dung beetles your skies.
  





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Thu Apr 20, 2017 2:49 am
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I'm still not used to my dark green name.
The color sways like it is in shadow
the breeze drifting by is not my own
and the clouds aren't clearing, like my
familiar home. There is no edge in sight
no puffy roof, just billowing gray forever

Still I know my name is light,
still I believe it will lift tomorrow
when the moon has drank away
the frothy whipped cream to
reveal our hot chocolate center

Yet I am already in the sun
  





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Thu Apr 20, 2017 9:24 am
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For some reason, Lovers Apart is one of the pieces here that stood out to me, and I love it, seeing you have a take on romance poetry, since it's an overall rounded piece. Nice work on that! <3

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Fri Apr 21, 2017 4:07 am
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The Pacific is falling
like the center of a souffle
any time I ever tried
to make it.

Like dough fresh to kneading
puffing out it's air
collapsing below, folding
receding, renewing
Volcanos, earthquakes
Tsunami.

Tell me the floods were nusance
tell me the tornados are peace
that life will end as we know it
in several billion years.

Did you know that we're all closer?
Every year, ten centimeters closer together.
One day we'll be so close,
we can see Russia from Alaska.
  





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Sat Apr 22, 2017 2:47 am
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Running out of time
and patience for your slime
I hate your guts
like all the mutts
begging for a bone
when you were their last known
home owner, address, keeper.
Don't sleep on her.
  





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Mon Apr 24, 2017 4:05 am
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As the skies fall inward
folding like curtains of black
towards the center of the universe

I dream of your gentle face
the lips of silk and lavender
which bake my senses awake

I feel the gentle tickle
of your fingers across
my lonely skin, your eyelashes
dancing on my hairs

But you, you have gone,
left as dreams flit from the woken
and birdsong dies in winter
all the trees are bare
lonely in their sockets

all the bears are lazy
settling in for naps
and the cry of kittens
permeates the river

Goodbye my love
for you have jumped
into the paper sack yourself
you have built it into a boat
and decided the ice
was a better chance
at happiness than I was.
  





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Wed Apr 26, 2017 3:00 am
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My focus wains
like the moon
as we wage war
between the sea
and the rays

drifting down
ghost feathers
tickling hair

Don't leave me
I feel your skin slick
beneath my own
you drift as water
through my fingers
the last I feel
a nothing touch

a memory back
haunting before gone
your image burned
into my eyes as scars

don't leave me
  





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Thu Apr 27, 2017 2:14 am
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Scarless Skin is in Labs

Human's first love is skin,
The thickest thing so thin.
The bloody sheen's a suitor;
But nothing such a pewter.
Then sheen recedes to sheen.
The body curbs to clean,
The scratch is sunk in scabs.
Scarless skin's in Labs.

-- Poetry Universe Challenge 2

Based off of Robert Frost, "Nothing Gold Can Stay"
  








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