Joseph Came Poems

I’m going to tell you a secret,
I’ve kept it all to myself,
I’ve always wanted to tell you,
But I was concerned with my health
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Where did the moon go?
I let it leave my sight
When I turned around again
It had vanished from the night
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In perspective, a dangerous woman of a dark time,
A burnt lilac, a whisper, a crashing tree;
Lyrical chaos dissolved in soft harmony,
Crushing frost trapped in bleary bliss,
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If only we could get past ourselves
to who we want to be
then my darling we’d be happy,
and the world would envy you and me
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Why would people say I’m different from this tree?
is it because it cannot think like me
or walk about
on legs of flesh?
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The moment of hesitation
comes and goes
silently and quickly
like the prick of a mosquito
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There is a bog
In the hidden land
The boiling air
Burns my Hand
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