reykogast

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Vnimaniye, vnimaniye

Look, our children

are playing in the snow;

your son catches it on his

tongue. My daughter

takes it

into her lungs:

we bask beneath its

glow.

“Look, your cheeks are

rosy too.”

They had to shave

her hair to the skin,

and scrubbed her

hands clean in

the basin;

disposed of her jacket,

her dirty shoes.

Vnimaniye, vnimaniye

Our home is empty.

Vnimaniye, vnimaniye

She tries to breathe.

Vnimaniye, vnimaniye

The core is empty.

Vnimaniye, vnimaniye

As are we.

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Disco Quebrado

Thighs

strangled,

barefoot on the kitchen

tiles.

The record skips,

you sip wine from the

glass; lipstick

smudges

still cracked onto

the glass.

Television static.

I sway out of time,

you steady my hips.

The record skips,

and I am breaking

in many places.

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Vesica Pisces

Crosses and arrows.

X's and O's.

Ours is the space

between the circles;

wholeness

masquerading

as

two.

We are shy in

its brevity.

You hold the sun

on the tip of your tongue,

I swallow the moon,

We are motionless

in its gravity;

oneness

masquerading

as

you.

O's and X's.

Arrows and crosses.

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An Echo, A Sign

I smoke.

As it billows from

my lungs; stains the

back of my teeth

it reminds me of

death - chimney tops

choking in thickest

smog - grandmother

coughing in a hospital

bed.

I drink.

As the ember stirs

in my throat, races

through my blood,

it reminds me of death -

shattered bottles, park

benches - bruised wrists,

homes turned upside down,

a stammering child:

“where is father?”

I love.

As far as the flame

burns to the bottom of

the wick,

I remember death - no

shelter amongst the trees

we carved our names -

you made like the Autumn

leaves, but you are no

longer to blame.

I live,

and it reminds me

of death.

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Slip through my

fingers, effortless

wonder, you lifeblood,

you sand, you spring,

I wander about you,

you songbird, you

sing, I sleep inside you,

you empty cavern,

beckon, beckon,

you warmest lantern,

I kneel, you goddess,

this stone, you topple,

you crack, you ripple,

you break, you remnant,

slip through my fingers,

you splinter like glass,

you choke, you gasp.

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Vacuity

It is not the heart

that suffers most.

poetry often boasts

about languishing

love, as if language

had not existed,

as if nobody had

ever felt, as if

nothing as profound

had ever been spelt,

spilled across a screen.

Precious release.

We all suffer.

Some cry wolf.

Others cry.

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Broken Umbrella

In the thunderstorm,

vicious rainfall -

a busker’s trumpet

in tandem echoes

up the street. A woman

catches my eye,

smiles politely, and

I return an unknowing

grin. Somewhere

between here and there

I contemplate a metaphor,

for the rain, for you

looking upon me from

a window and not

beckoning me in.

If you knew I was outside

your door, knocking

loudly, would you

even throw me a towel?

Should I give up?

Give in? Give someone

an umbrella before

sentencing them to

rain; wicked winds?

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Stream

cut the string,

untie me,

let me go,

I don’t need

you full of me,

I’m full of shit,

read my lips,

until I’m blue

in the face.

you occupy

my mind and

I’m ashamed,

and I’m aware

you think the

same,

and as I spill

my heart,

and grab

the mop,

you should

try to have

the last laugh,

because what

you are is

what I lack -

physically;

figuratively.

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-/-

Like hyenas

to a carcass,

they leave you

bloodied and

raw -

to fully justify

the metaphor,

their

hunger is not

sated by a single

bite,

nor is darkness

fully extinguished

by fireflies.

they smell fear

and weakness,

little limp footed

impala,

before flesh

subject to bile;

saliva,

feeding frenzy,

hyenas, say

what you may,

do not

discriminate;

nor feel shame,

as it’s all part

of the

game.

they like it

alive,

too weak to

kill,

in numbers

thrive,

‘til prey

lies still,

until only

death resides

in their

near-hollowed

eyes.

by they;

both hyena

and prey.

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Friendship deactivated

Turned off at the wall;

as you stop following

my footsteps,

sharing my ideas,

reacting to my jokes

with a designated

laugh

(and since I’ve known you

for years)

at least have the decency

to speak to me,

before unsubscribing

to my friendship,

as if I were a channel

you couldn’t afford

any more -

blink of an eye;

flick of a switch,

friendship only dies

if it’s never truly lived.

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I’m alive

:)

Ive not posted on here for months as I haven’t written anything. :(

Miss you all and I’m trying!

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Glow

lamplight amber, daytimes somber television flickers, trace the walls with a single finger she pressed her breasts against the window imagines him as a silent stranger with a push, he takes her further and further nothing but a breathless whisper she wants to cry on his cold shoulder imagine the words he never told her try to forget how to remember (how he touched her) but his wordless farewell is another reminder.

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recover

rearrange the picture frames on your walls; open the curtains let the light caress the floor shower with the door unlocked change the batteries in the broken clock let the wolves that roam your porch into the house they can show themselves out they do not bite, only howl and cry - remove your clothes; socks and all splay yourself upon the bedroom floor eyes closed, arms outstretched, know he is gone for good, she packed her bags and left.

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I NEED TO WRITE

Send me prompts pleaseeee

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TV Static

I can't make it better dear; can't write poetry, play guitar write love songs with words that would choke your heart; you're not unfixable, but I stand in the eye of the twisting wind, for your sake I've left you untended unweeded, now I trample on the blackest garden and I am not the sun and you are not the dark and you are not the dark and you are not the dark.