Simply My Poetry

the poetry of semc12

[semc12]

DID This anesthetic descent into darkness narrows my vision while I fly past the monstrous shadows in the back alleys of my brain I am swallowed whole by my veins At the speed of florescent light Through the sketchy and reckless Push & pull of a freak show and I'm helpless I'm stretched and squeezed Through the neurons of my nerves and rearranged and pushed back out Into something strange While the rest of me waits and berates who ever is on trial today I'm held in a Repetitious neural dimension Time warped detention The space and the partition A place that knows what my heart won't mention I'm feeling sick again It burns too hot too cold and bright too hard and mean and raw and the rules aren't right blinding danger chases the clumsy clumsy Been pushed around by the undertow Forced to be brave even though I'm scared Yet Part of me must crave to carry these roles again day after day after day.

[semc12]

“We need the stars and the stars need the sky and the sky needs nothing and we dream and we cry and we wish for wings and answers to why we are still lonely and if we’re living a lie”

— semc12

[semc12]

Her

I’m sorry I’m not her.

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Withdraw

I’ll let you fuck me But I won’t let you touch me I’ve left my body

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am i very strong? somehow though I'm dead inside I can still go on

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“I’ve got the blues babe It’s not hard to describe yeah you bring me way down”

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“I Can’t Be Mad - It Was Your First Time” you were brand new and it was all so exciting swept up in new love

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I can hardly breathe finding evidence in songs that you once loved me

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The playlist has you written all over it. Was it meant for me? Was it a cruel trick? Fate is unkind. Was it made for someone else? It doesn’t matter. I just wish I could go back in time.

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[semc12]

lines and verses

I’ve suffered the cost

and gained much more than I’ve lost

placing bets on love

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silent auction

opinionated woman, you should be remiss

quieted though the years 

your world of words dismissed

a sweet thing to talk down to

a gentle thing to kiss

is better as a potted plant, prettier voiceless

[semc12]

if i were a symphony you’d like that i'm  at times chaotic and you would find my changes in rhythm exciting  and you’d appreciate harmony and forgive dissonance  for discord makes the resolution more satisfying and you’d savor sudden changes in tone and ruminate on the highs and lows you would follow the flow of my intimate improvisation and when my progression was strange and my motive dark and my passage sharp and even my tempo slow you would not grow weary and leave not even halfway through  the performance of a lifetime meant to be shared with you

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Siren Call

i’m shattered 

i’m weak 

dazed, with mistakes to repeat 

entangled

I fall

at the nightingale’s feet.

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won’t you spare me over

your heart beats mine spikes but the EKG flatlines You are a creep for allowing this sacrificial act of contrition over and over and over because I believe in resurrection but you don't This isn't CPR your lungs aren’t withholding you pant that you want me and I’m kissing a dead thing It’s too late I’ve already given myself I’m exhaling my soul A little death to bring a dream back to life your limbs are strong and hard but your spine is limp and your eyes are dead and it somehow it all feels wrong This is necrophilia I’m rutting against a dream that died and I feel sick you are beautiful but it’s rotten and I’m sinking six feet down holding on to your body we are dead and I can’t fuck us back to life

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eyes nervously shifting to remember to keep your options open what a way to be forgotten with me right in front of you the scarlet letter seared onto my chest burns like my cheeks drawing attention to the giant L glowing on my forehead just an ex you still fuck

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I fall in love with waves the best wave I ever caught had the highest high hardest crash and I road it to the shore but it pulled away They always fall back

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you are perfection I am meager when compared and you’ve always known

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[semc12]

Sometimes I thought your hand was sleeping when it held mine, and I’d shake it loose just to point a finger that could have been tucked between yours, blaming the gulfs between us on your grip, when in truth, it was I who was afraid to be loved.

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