Maya Garza

Smile(d) big for the love(d) of my life.
Seeing is deceiving.

6/5/09
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Am I the apple of your eye?
Or the core of your heart?
Perhaps the maggots in the compost under the sink.
I do not know,
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I dreamt of you last night,
a vivid, whirling pool of emotion.
I asked you if you hated me,
we were laying on the grass,
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Must it have been so?
It's what I'd like to know,
Before the first snow,
Then I needn't let it show.
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Why did you pick me?

The flaw in your
person;
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I dreamt of you past nights,
the worst whirlpool of emotion.
I was at the center,
I ordered food,
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'We dance to the same groove, but I got the right move.'
& I know you know it.
Feel complete?
Drunken stupor, nights in bed, grocery work the next morning.
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Mill,
Milling about.
I want to know where they're all headed
from my discreet latte'd perch.
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Would that I could banish you from my mind.
For you've done no wrong, and I am afraid that I will.
You.
You've been all love, and
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The blank page.
It calls out to me,
wondering why things happened the way they did,
or for what reason.
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Frighten.
You.
Me.
We don't see.
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I pick up my pen, but the ink is frozen within it.
How can I write when the ink has left me,
When the colors of the earth are far and subdued?
It’s not for lack of trying – but nothing comes out the way I’ve planned.
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Halt -
No crossroads here.
I could go back to where I couldn't pick.
To where signs were plentiful.
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To what benefit was this?

What life decision?
Realization?
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