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Tell me your secrets

Tell me your tale

Tell me your story

Tell me where you failed

  Have you slayed a dragon?

Have you murdered a man?

Tell me how much blood you’ve shed.

How much blood is on your hand?

  Have you traveled the seas?

Have you danced with queens?

Do you withhold treasure

That has never been seen?

  Tell me your secrets

And I’ll tell you mine.

Shall I go first then?

That is fine.

“Look at him, sitting alone at the party.

Hardly-

Giving a glance at anyone who walks by.

He must be really smart

and quite intelligent guy!”

SAID NO ONE EVER!

  Look at me, sitting a lone at this party!

Hardly giving an eye at anyone who walks by.

But maybe if you try and see

what kind of person I would actually be,

you would know that I’m smarter and sharper

than anyone at this stupid party.

A day which should celebrate

a man who died;

who strived to revive

forgotten and banished men…

  Instead, with little, to no thought

of the letter that was given

in a prison to woman only forgiven

by him;

  We sweep away the origination

of the day, and replace it with carnations,

flowers, chocolates, and other  hollow donations.

  Spontaneous love.

Roses of red in a large bouquets.

A battle…

Feed…

Burrow into recollection.

Augment what was.

What is.

What will.

What isn’t.

What won’t.

  Twist the knife… Distort.

Amplify.

  Kindle. Illustrate. Formulate.

  Tremble. Throb… throb. pound.

Pulse… quiver… shiver. Sound.

  Unity.

Opportunity.

Great!

Create.

  Scribble. Scratch… Composition.

Remember. Revise. Repetition.

  Execution.

  Remorse…

  …

  Sigh… of course.

  Nothing Uncovered.

Noth…

Mommy!

Mommy!

Why can’t you hear me?

  I already know, why…

But I thought I would try

to see if you would reply…

to any degree…

Why can’t you hear me mommy…?

  I miss you…

Daddy keeps yelling…

Daddy keeps swinging…

It keeps on stinging…

Why can’t you hear my screaming, mommy?

Am I not desperate enough?

Am I not loud enough, mommy?

  I thought you loved me…

You said you did…

And I believed you.

Yo…

The Blind Man Sees

Born with darkness

No color, no shapes, nothing at all.

Black is the only thing this man truly saw.

  Years passed and the blindness never ended.

Failure flourished from all that was recommended.

  “Maybe your eyes isn’t what you should be observing,

attention should be focused on areas more deserving.”

  The blind man sat guessing,

And things began linking

It wasn’t his eyes that were the…

Princess Kitty Lives in a Hovel

Princess Kitty lives in a hovel.

It isn’t much, but it’s her home.

It isn’t too awful,

she has bugs, of all sorts, to call her own.

Like… Timmy, the flea

and Tom, the fly!

However, Princess Kitty has no choice

but to sleep where the bed bugs lie.

They bite and crawl, and leave

little marks from the pain they inflict.

Leaving poor Princess Kitty

looking like a recovering meth addict.

The floors…