Why am I afraid to fail, afraid to try?
I can’t deny
I sometimes cry
Wondering why
26 Stories
Ashley attracts ambulances.
Britney bullied Beth’s brother.
Carl’s creepy cat causes chaos.
Diana dramatically divorces Daniel.
Eric embarrasses educated editor.
Fred follows Fiona.
Greg gobbles giant grapes.
Hannah helps Henry hurt Helen.
Irene indirectly influences idiots.
Jane justifies juvenile jokes.
Kevin keeps Korean knives.
Lacy licks Laura’s lollipop.
Miranda makes men melt.
Nadia notices Nancy’s novel.
Ollie obsesses over orange outfits.
Paul pathetically punishes people.
Quint quietly questions Queen’s quotation.
Richie recognizes raw rabbit.
Stacy seduces Samantha’s spouse.
Traci’s talented teacher teases teenagers.
Ulysses uncovers ugly underworld.
Valerie verbally victimizes visitors.
Warren watches Whitney weep.
Xavier x-rays xenophobes.
Yuri’s yard yodeled yesterday
Zachary’s zebra zooms zoo zone.
Plates
Taste the broken plate
It has the same taste as all the others
Others which are not others
As all plates are broken
No matter if hairline
We crack spiting efforts
To remain holy, to remain whole
Then sweep what’s left
Every little bit
Patience
It’s easy to be patient once.
Patience forever is exhausting.
Patience forever is torture.
Some expect you
To take what they give
And never react
But that would be inhuman
And we’re not that
Rocky Road
This rocky road
Is t u r b u l e n c e
A minor thing, kind of major
We’ll get through
And reach our destination
Movie Magic
A dark room
With screams on the screen
Chills
Popcorn spills
What a thrill.
Meeting in Dream
We meet in dream
Scraping
Land, sea
Living life as it is
Loving self as a thrill
Cloudy chill
Drooping feel
Oh how we tumble
Into states of consciousness
The waking reality
Can often disappoint
Rubix
She was a box
He could not unlock
His mind melted
His body folded
She absorbed him
Every bit into a cube
Bits of the Past
Everything unneeded kept:
Notes, letters, receipts
Bits of paper from the past
He tore up one today
That was to be his last.
He felt relief
After ripping a body
Of paper into bits
He didn’t read what was there.
That was only the past.
Afar Lazy
Everyday
Is difficult for the mind and body
Who defines “Lazy?”
A person who works harder than you?
We define words
We put in the work
Showing the world our worth
The Living, the Dead
It’s funny to read
Dissection of poetry
As if a corpse
Is aware of the fondle
In contrast
Poetry can be
Very much alive
It can even raise the dead.
Bugged
Bugs invade, annoy, look for food
We don’t want them around
In ways they’re like people
We choose who to keep around
We choose who to leave alone
We walk by people and look away
Just to not be pestered
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