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Literature
poetry, again
Spoiler alert: this is not poetry.
Print 15 copies. You just killed a tree.
Put this in mass-produced magazines.
Slaughter a forest arboreal genocide.
This is not poetry;
this is lexical vandalism; this
is getting away with murder.
Fire your editor & set
fire to your dictionary.
This sentence is a Death sentence,
but death shouldn't be uppercase.
Capital punishment: life fragment (incomplet)
Shit, I don't think I executed that properly.
Correct the syntax & execute it again.
This time: sharpen the guillotine.
Type a noose around this poem
& hang it
on your fridge like gallows,
smothered by two magnets.
Con
Literature
You found love
Sly shoulders with
tiny bruises not
meant for lovers eyes,
Teeth and wicked collarbones:
You argued in the stairwell,
Fingers flirting with
that pretty dress of green
as you felt yourself asphyxiate.
Her lips, the antidote
to your wildest dreams.
Literature
11.
the internal oceans are more threatening
come winter
it makes them cold
and leaves her shaking
right to her core
its okay in summer
they're warm
and golden
but the icy blues
and stark whites
leave her shaken
and vulnerable
and scared you'll
slip back inside
trying to warm
but really only intending
to break
and burn
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I think it needs a little more work.