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Let’s Just Be

The push and pull centered me I’ve accepted me I’ve loved me Even in uncertainty My arms are open to the things meant for me My eyes are closed to keep my heart open I will be Ok -Saschia

You’re the words I want to hear and the voice I seek in the darkness. You’re the first person I think to call when I have good news And the one I run to with my bad thoughts I can’t help it Separate lives, shared thoughts Working together to create something With nothing but theContinue reading “Us and Our Art Space”

Empty Fields

Ah here comes the depth Here comes the midnight walks In an empty field filled with ghosts And blood and Screams from so many past lives I’ve been here too many times To care much about the escape I’ve come this time to dance With the shadows -Sasch

Her Looming Shadow

I spin her round Like a top No, more like a dance partner She’s mad She’s not interested in being spoken to this way What does she know? She asks the heavens And I dig in I know about the sex I know about the dirty little things she does when she thinks nobody’s lookingContinue reading “Her Looming Shadow”

Uplift

I was determined to show up and love you where you were I propped my chest open to let some air in And then you had to go and critique my body I was fine I would have left unscathed But you had to talk about something I’ve taken years to love. Something that hasContinue reading “Uplift”

Dear Lover

The life you desire doesn’t exist with me It makes me sad I’m not the one for you I’ve no desire to grow into something created for you I’ve stepped away from the crowd I spend nights on the outskirts of town Contemplating the darkness within me I’ve nothing to give but words on wordsContinue reading “Dear Lover”

Martyr

My words have left for the hills They’ve been slaughtered Like the fattest calf And sent to the heavens In billows of smoke I hope god accepts them I hope he let’s me come in As spirit After the slaughtering I hope the priests eat well Their bellies full enough to teach And lead AndContinue reading “Martyr”

Solipsism

She’s gone snuffed out with just a thought not a person could save her or her body or her works dead and gone the gift of being mortal the gift of life to gift your body into the hands of another because there is no fight there never was pain is an act of lifeContinue reading “Solipsism”

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I flip my hands I open my heart I see him on the edge pages flip horses run waters rush by or was that the wind whatever it was He’s got my attention

Alive

There’s your right and your wrong there’s your ceiling and your floor But my right is not your right and your lies are absolutely my wrong There’s a path I chose to take it was dark and winding it was lonely the type of lonely I wish on no one but I persevered and IContinue reading “Alive”