Amberlee Carter Poems

all roads curve into one,
and all streams bend until they reach the ocean-
but life, bears no such certainty.
I wonder what the light knows of hell,
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I have to digest this while's it's hot
other wise I may just find it rejected,
like I am rejected, by myself and by all who are actually
more-or-less, moral-less in my generation.
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Somewhere a hand is reading out loud-
an old bible, a weatherworn journal.
Recording the daily assaults –
memorizing rain and shielding eyes
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Today I saw a man
who was,
just yesterday a boy
with whom I had played.
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I lost my heart today-
when I tripped over the curb
somewhere between mainstream reality
and incoherent dreaming
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letting go of soul
is a deadly poetic stanza
I’m unsure there's enough heart left to write.
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I leave all roads nameless, just like their destinations.

I chewed my thumbnail and spit the excess out of the window,
the small shape of a crescent moon spilling all over the highway.
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I’ve become allergic to breathing,
sucking air through the lump in my throat
to the mass of cancer that keeps beating.
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Death, is a mother who slits her wrists
and leaves the world without a final kiss.

A father who’s lived long enough to know
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