Tag Archives: micropoetry

Avocado, Pt. 2

Heart of stone, Scarred where the knife Hit its mark. My finger, Bleeding from when It missed.

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Avocado, Pt 1.

  The feel of your skin Resisting my knife Delights me. Avocado, It means you are not too soft Inside.

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Hallowed

Well, I have not yet realized How to acknowledge the spaces In which I have a place. Echoing through the emptiness, A prayer in the nothing Bless these god damn halllows

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I Sip Whiskey, Now

  I sip whiskey, now I still find it acrid, Kerosene down my throat I’ve found I like the burning. You’d recognize me, But it would take a minute or two. As days roll by, A constant state of metamorphosis … Continue reading

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Triage

  The doctor looks over my x-Ray Saying “This looks good, Except for the shin bone jabbing through Your flesh.” He can mend it, easily. But that fragmented bone Pushed so hard to be free, Perhaps I should let it … Continue reading

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En Grave

Engrave Upon me The time of Our life Come to A final Battle Ground.

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Morning

  I see my hairs are split As I lay against The crevices of duvet skin. I tear them out, With my disquieted digits. Fingernails digging into my palm, A damp fist full of injustice And disturbed growth, My eyes … Continue reading

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I Do Not Remember

  I do not remember The inauguration of my decline, Inside me, it came gently; It softened, soothed, pacified. Roughly generous and hardly kind, Movements like sandpaper, Though appearing refined. I didn’t mind.

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Peel

I peel an orange Liberating the tender life Walled away from a starving world. Too desperately clinging, My nails pierce its virgin flesh Rudely releasing Acidic tears And I cry.

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Smile

I’ve got loose teeth, Looser morals- I have bad dreams about cavities. I’m curiously craving Something somewhat substantial To gnaw on But I can’t clamp down Without loosing An incisor Or two.

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