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you buried me deep and called it a triumph,
but you never realized -
I'm a seed.
but you never realized -
I'm a seed.
Literature
how to write better poetry.
i.
drink down the words
of the greats in a wine glass.
hell, drink down the words
of teenagers struggling
to straighten out the
gas and brake pedals
of their pens.
drink it all,
carefully structured stanzas
and sloppy melting words
alike.
become
blind drunk.
ii.
make time for it
even if it's midnight
and all the world is humming
its sleep song.
dig up your soul
and shake down the dirt
over and over
until it becomes habit.
(and I know that might
sound like a pretty metaphor,
but it's easier said than done.)
iii.
do it when it hurts.
do it when that one person
you never thought you'd lose
leaves you nightcrawling.
do it when you're so ti
Literature
twenty
we kill
the angels
and then ask
why the world
is full of monsters
Literature
The Monsters
The monsters were never
under my bed.
Because the monsters
were inside my head.
I fear no monsters,
for no monsters I see.
Because all this time
the monster has been me.
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This is just great. That last line...