athena bell Poems

Have this in your hand
your smoky screened
vest of streams
wet with wonder land
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Watching
interactions
it's funny
how people react in different
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Obsession
over bright sky-blue eyes.
not actually like.
Just queer feeling that
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Hard
Extremely hard
Faced with two decisions
probably both
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If my eyes were open
I would see friendly faces
faces of friends
If my eyes were open
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truth

it can be sought for centuries,
never to be found.
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Waiting for the eagle
I don't see how patience
so still, so quiet,
can live.
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One by one she
plucked
the thin hairs
choking her
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You charlatan,
who whistles so sweetly when nobody’s there.
You charlatan,
just let them come to you, don’t even glance.
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Biting wind corroding my skin,
It inks my face
Blackening to a glow
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