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Emily Dawn Poems
FUTURE TENSE The future has no obligation to redecorate. It floats blissfully aloof,
Colors fade. Flowers Disintegrate. The sun sets.
It occurred to me that life may actually be as spherical as the planet earth. And just like the age-old misconception of a flat forever dropping into an abyss.,
I Dare You
It will always be easier to complain, To find fault. To revel in negativity, Like a hog in a mud bath,
The sun is sinking, Melting atop many-windowed bricks, Like tangerine-painted ice shavings From the corner cart.
I feel incomplete without him, now. Though not in any way I’ve felt before.
This thread can extend From within escaping caged ribs whispering outward
Even the subway rats are exchanging embraces, it's the goodnight kiss for proper dates, an invitation for improper, old lovers, messy breakups, and makeups,
As I choreograph myself Into the heated haze Characterizing these hidden days, Tucked away backstage
Comments about Emily Dawn
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
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The future has no obligation
It floats blissfully aloof,
In a room with a view,
watching the tense present
zig zag toward it,
taut with the weighted options
of the entire alphabet, A-Z.
Alternatives pile up like hat-boxes.
But the far away future
isn't a bellhop
and the near future won't give up
her privileged status
in the penthouse suite
until her countdown
to final check-out
is as deflated as her bank account.
And though she spouted independence
when the tense present
was just a...