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H I S T O R Y
living through major historical events, that’ll soon fill textbooks in classroom desks. future generations will learn about the pandemic, with pictures of caution taped jungle-gyms and lone playground equipment. read all about the protests that resulted in wreck and distress, watching how the media coverage recorded how we split. feel the tension rise along with…
45, 81, assassination, Biden, bullets, Corona Virus, COVID-19, dropping knowledge, dropping science, history, identity, insecure, knowledge, Love, media, pandemic, Peace, Poem, poet, Poetry, politics, power, President, reagan, shooter, sniper, story, textbook, trump, Trust, Trust issues, United States, us history, us politics -
Insatiable
It’s obscene for some to see how I bend over on my hands, knees and crawl around like a fiend to tear away all the negativity that’s been flourishing within this being. It’s a sure sight to see how I shake the fright of the lack of light burning in the scope of the window…
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Trusting Trust
Quietly bumbled and buzzed into sight, a finely tuned specimen possessing endless light. Swiped in the direction of the mind’s eye and happy it coincided on the other side. Restaurants, bars, tango classes and biology practice. She’s a Kataract, cascading with style, Technical and exact, making every experience worthwhile. Her jive is to be the…
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You Remind Me…
The similarities in our distinct histories are scary. The script conducting our lives seems plagiarized and this doesn’t feel like our first time. Though we reside in different continents our life experiences are of the same content. Mixed genetics label us ethnically ambiguous, we’re a pair of cultured artists with hearts of revolutionary activists. Identical…
Acceptance, dropping knowledge, drunk, Heartboken, Heartbreak, hijab, Hurt, indonesia, insecure, Jakarta, Letting go, Lost, Love, lust, Open Mic, orgasm, Peace, Poem, Poetry, pondok indah, respect, Trust, Trust issues, Vulnerable -
Regurgitated Back to Life
{Rusted. Oxidized & immobilized.} Jokes, jeers, deep breaths and tears secrete out my face, in defeat each drop stings resembling mace. Mixing emotions; like a fucked-up cocktail, swashing around the head cavity, leaving the skull stale. Wets the whistle with lies that fizzle reality, impairing the true identity of what is killing me softly. Intoxicating…
Cheated, cheated on, fuck you, Heartboken, Heartbreak, Hurt, Lied to, Lies, Lost, Love, Poem, Poetry, Torn Apart, Trust, Trust issues
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