blueness

even
in
solitude
I
am
not
always
in
good
company

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Aspiring Hermit

I want to disappear from society
Vanish from the public eye
Live in simplicity
Thrive in isolation
Away from the passersby
And write poetry
Forever

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Bobby's Poem

he's a modern-day Buk
from his ideals
to his marked cheeks
sturdy in his individuality
so strong within himself
disregarding popular opinion
trading public favor for passion
the eyes of a poet
dark without end
telling of a world only he knows
the grin of a madman
who has frowned for far too long
I can't wait to hear
what he has to say

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her next flight

without sleep
her words burn like fire
volatile and wild
whipping through the space
between us
stinging
biting at my skin
quartering my psyche
curtailing my every motivation
her words haul much power
more than she will ever know
yet she is so placid
as she rests
recharging for her next flight
glowing embers

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imprints of friends

imprints
I love the bruises left behind
from our sessions
skin on skin
puddles of molecules mixed
alchemy broken down
pulverized fragments of time
the coming together
of friends

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his surface

in the beams of his attention
I stand alive
content with dying slowly
soaking up every moment
every brilliant particle
in hopes of maybe retaining the sum
memorizing our many equations
drinking up the world that stirs
just beneath his surface

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alone in the dark

Barbiturates at times are my only friends except for when they leave me stranded lying in bed awake and lonely in the dark and even then only they like a close friend know what it is that I truly need.

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let me in

your modesty
always
seems to get in the way
of my words
fatal line breaks
unsteady bridges
how do I get over to you?
I'd brave anything

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goodbye tree line

rushed
the shadows of my life
fly past me
trying to get ahead
they intend on cutting me off
before I reach the fork
I've always stuck close to the tree line
until today

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with no parts left behind

we won't bleed
if we don't fight
brave the sun with me
share the lonely night
the glow of the fire
the warmth of the white
can be our home
together, we can be right

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we belong

let's burn this world down
together
lost in each other's eyes
never noticing the flames
licking at our heels
we are of a rapidly dying breed
attached to detachment
with our ability to separate ourselves
from the people nestled
inside their bubbles of conformity
we belong to nothing
we belong to no one
and we like this.

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