Morimyth Weaver Poems

Tell me, what do you get
from all of it?
An infinite hunger?
A sadistic wit?
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All my friends are heathens, take it slow.
Wait for them to ask you who you know.
Please don't make any sudden moves.
You don't know the half of the abuse.
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White orchids flow
A little more like you.
Red roses grow
A little in each grave.
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Where does this road lead to
The one I followed here?
The sky is growing dark and I,
I find myself alone.
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White picket fence behind you
Nevermind the dreams that
They tried to teach you to have.
Hold onto your own now.
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Chapters in time are not endless.
The recollection is all that remains.
Endless dilations aside,
We reflect and refrain.
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Wake me to this generation
Take me with the rising tide
Make me rise up to meet it
Break me in...
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Survival will tell you to
please lend me your ear.
Tell me, what are you afraid of?
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Through the storm we're chasing sound
Down dirt roads, on unpaved ground.
We've held on fast, at last we've made it here.
Though clouds are thick, we must keep going.
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There's a wire in my head
Don't know what lies it's said
Right now it's sayin'
I'd be better off dead.
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