Jammie Plummer

I want to disappear
Sink in to nothingness
Let the black abyss engulf me
Never coming out to see daylight again
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Watching your painful lips
I yearn to soothe them
To take away their pain
Encase your lips with mine
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Good news doesn’t flood
Our television anymore
Has it ever?
In any point in history
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An actor ahead of his time,
But gone too soon.
Was he out of his mind?
An actor ahead of his time,
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(A found poems all lines are from Wasteland and Missing Angel Juan by Francesca Lia Block)

Maybe I will fit in a place like this
You held me against you
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I miss your embrace
The three words
You are beautiful
I miss the safety in your arms
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As I lay in bed
Tears wet my face
I can still feel you inside of me
I can still feel you near me
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I write of beauty poems and stories about love
But this is form a girl who has never had anyone love her
She longs for love
She tries for love
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I was not in love you
I was in love with the idea of someone wanting me
of some thinking I was pretty
even if it went against my better judgment
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Typewriter hearts,
Growing deaf to reason
They cast spells of false love
They beat to a quasi-musical rhythm
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Ads make me
Second guess
My decision
College students
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Maybe this should be the end.
There is nothing more to do,
I’ve already made my mends.
Maybe this should be the end,
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Breathing books
Lulled whispers
I am left
Trying to capture your trembling
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“Not good enough”
These words echo in my head
Lacking experience and knowledge
I have been on an endless search
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When unhappy many of us dream
This is a tale of
One gentleman who went after his
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I sit on top of the wood, my eyes closed
And dream of what the world could be
Below me the world goes on,
All of its destruction and injustice
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Reaching
Gasping
Struggling
To get back up
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My generation is the lost one.
must use hair to hide my face,
my emotions.
listening to anger music,
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My eyes dance with a new found brightness
A crooked smile sprawls across my face
Blushing warmth turns my cheeks crimson
The shattered tea cup of my body begins to piece itself back together
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