Intergalactic Conspiracy
Lie down in safety under the moon and tell me your self deprecated woes.
Then, the stars and I will conspire to unveil your magnificence from tip to toes.
~Maeve
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Intergalactic Conspiracy
Lie down in safety under the moon and tell me your self deprecated woes.
Then, the stars and I will conspire to unveil your magnificence from tip to toes.
~Maeve

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Sundered Cords
The umbilical cord is severed 3 times.
Once with the rebellious scalpel from dictatorship. Then, disassociated parental persecution. And finally, inevitable cremation of the root.
Freedom from the instruction of criteria you must meet. Unraveling indoctrination, an inauguration of you. Ultimately, the amputation of any other existence other than your forever evolving, beautifully patented self.
~ Maeve
Cinched Conqueror
You burned her feathers and watched her innocence fall. Turned on your heel smug in assumed victory .
But out of these ashes,your back did not see her crawl. All conquests left in her wake will prove the contradictory.
~ Maeve
Malice in Dystopia
We guzzled fairytales as children, which filled us with excited expectancy of a magical wonderland.
Only to be met by a metropolis of toxicity. No Alice in utopia, but Malice in Dystopia. ~ Maeve
Fervently Fermented Feminine
You will never be able to pour your beautiful, fervently fermented grapes into a goblet, which is already full. Nor one which prohibits your contents.
A man who drinks "papsak" wine gets drunk just the same as he would drinking your champagne. But did you assiduously beget to cascade into a styrofoam cup or into a crystal flute? ~ Maeve

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Bloodline Blossoms
You sow the seeds for your bloodline, which generations will one day reap. Choose your compost with care and let the nutrients of your soil feed the souls of those to come. So that they may bud, blossom, and bear the fruits of your choices in reverence and joy. ~Maeve
Black Hole
The deceit drips from your lips, like a well rehearsed play. To untouched ears the imagery it creates is reminiscent to heaven.
I am not they. The emptiness amplifies through my being. Rattled by the attempt to grapple understanding your ice cold perception of love.
With all my love I want to fill this hole. Tentatively touching I choke back a sob of knowing that you cannot be saved from this madness that ego reigns.
Cold. Lost in the attainment of self adorned strength cloaked by strategic good deeds which are as empty as the giver to appease a conscience.
You derive no accomplishment from your conquests still you dive and grind deeper with your slithering acts and forked tongue tales.
Life with no heartbeat. Smiles with no sincerity. Practiced. For lost girls deceived by your pretentious empathy of shared brokenness. The misery enjoying guests.
I am not they. As broken as what I am. Mine ears are rehearsed and though eyes are closed they see all that you are, or rather are not.
~Maeve
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Muted Mouth
The muted mouth of truth
Remains a docile hostage
By an avatar with no soul.
~ Maeve
Beautiful Seeker
I am a seeker of what is beautiful.
Tongues do not fit the bill.
For it can formulate with eloquence.
But this muscle does not action deeds.
It only powers deceit and destruction.
Talk to me about heart.
A drum beat muscle that lulls arms and
Legs to a symphony of gifts.
The instrument of truth that tongue will always fail to orchestrate.
~ Maeve
Traumas Frost
I waltz with the ghosts of my past,
To melodies of days long lost.
Symphonies of memories to last,
Eternally crystallized in traumas frost.
~ Maeve

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Tea with Alice
I slip down this hole to have a cup of tea with Alice. But I am only met by a troll with blackened heart of malice.
~ Maeve
Covenant Dawn
It's been many a day and many a night.
Tumultuous torn and blissfully worn.
By this thing I both mourn and delight.
Life you beauty, I continue to fight.
Entangled in thorns, but buds are born
Beauty and horror of the covenant dawn.
~ Maeve
They say...
Breathe another breath, they encourage each day. But their tongues do not perceive as mine. If I was as courageous as they thought, I would dismember my tongue.
Open your eyes, they whispered in a luring way. But their sight is blissfully blind to the dining swine. If I was as brave as they sought, I would have gouged my eyes from young.
Just listen they provocatively, with hushed volume say. But their ears do not hear the echo of each whine. If I was as valiant as I ought, I would van Gough every ludicrous lyric sung.
~ Maeve
Now, now
It's been a while,
Since I felt the creases
Of my soul smile.
It's been a bit
Buried down dark deep
In a bottomless pit
Maybe just now, now.
My spirit will no longer
have to begrudgingly bow.
~Maeve
Nature's Feast
My being burns,
To feel the mountains above creak,
and autum shed tears of the
forest crackle beneath my feet.
Siphoning nature's sweet subtle scent,
a queen's buffet for greedy lungs.
Submerg in the melodic orchestra,
Of birds in unison, my lullaby song.
Blades of grass beckon weary feet,
offering comfort to sole and soul.
The abduction of all anxieties,
in this sacred sanctuary retreat.
~ Maeve

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Medication
I sit down to give depression a think.
They all chorus, you have to see a shrink
Mercy me some meds to help me sleep.
Give me a pill to cure unjust evil deeds. Convince me as I swallow that girls won't be molested raped or sodomised by seeds.
Promise when your chemicals hit my bloodstream that bodies no longer cheat and are never bully brutalized beat.
Cure me of a world that only serves selfish selves. Ruthless thieves of joy and laughter, never considering your loss after.
Brand me remedied when you assure me, it's no big deal. To survive this savagery we are medicated to just not feel.
~Maeve
Cloud
How savouring delicious it is
To have a cloud over my head
A delicate storm of my very own
Showering over my battered being
All the love that my skin can absorb
Droplets not once harming tender flesh
A cumulus full of focused adoration
That only pours when I am beneath it.
Washing all the grime off my soul
Restoring my cracked existence
United in weathering storms, but then,
Saturated in the light of aftermath rainbows
So many clouds in the sky
But you, you are mine.
~ Maeve