manda dutson

Oh, such futile fighting and
Dramatic incantations
Leave my ears bleeding in the
Foreground of contempt
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The battlefield of boundaries divided
Deconstructing elimination of this tribe
Wide eyes surround borders filled with sadness
Overflowing streams with saline fears
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Life's stillness is muffled
By the static of stress
Clinging to moldy corners
Congealing my utter existence
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Smoke signals silently sent
In thick, black, audible clouds
Lifting weights out of my lungs
And the cigarette I just put out.
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A bone crushing blanket of white
Wraps its icy tentacles round in a monochromatic death trap.
Filling secret passage ways, underground tunnels
A patchwork of maps.
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Love
Sweet, forbidden

Like a piece of cake
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Your silence is an answer
Escaping without words
To my entourage of questions
Your ears have never heard.
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A hypnotic shadow looms back and forth
Across my mind

A Constant sweeping of unmanaged emotions
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I once kissed the man of my dreams
Rode on his shoulders and touched the sun
Danced with passion between his thighs
Melted tears with my bare tongue
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I stayed
Behind blind eyes
A prison cell for one
And sometimes many
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Your skin is old, stretched, sagging
Besides, I've touched it before
Like a bad habit that doesn't quite fit
But you insist that it indeed fits
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I have stretched myself out of shape
Into some foreign object, completely unaware
I have become this thing I do not know
And am unfamiliar with the territory
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Shattered innocence
Deserted youth
Copulating corpses
Pleasing parents
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