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Until
you decide that the sun must be shot,
as it roars with its gaping possibilities.
blood smeared on your thighs.
it must be killed cleanly, skinned and seared with dignity,
a slab of light,
with its opaque juices,
crawling down your throat, inside and out,
dewey and dripping with its packs of luminous muscle,
a satisfactory sheen,
no longer beating and throbbing as the heart of Day.
and with your fork, its spongy filaments
are torn methodically from dawn.
Warning: This Journal Entry is Highly Devious
Am I the only one who thinks that newborn baby humans are creepy? They're so miniature and hairless and all full of skin that it's like they're alien. Like a version of ET, or an uncanny-valley robot, fully autonomous. I can't stop staring at them.
On another note, school has decided that I could use some more homework. I am very grateful for that gift. It allows me to stay up late, lose sleep, and miss my weekends! Thank-you, school! Anyway, that's why I haven't been doing much writing. I apologize. Mostly to myself. There was a point where I was so deprived of it that I went a little crazy.
There's a sunset in my glass.
What's up with yo
I Can Taste Summer's Lips
People talk about dreams
Like someone who’s run off
With another lover
In the middle of the nightAnd they know it was for the better.
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It saddens me to throw away a poem, even an electronic one.
Hello, World.
Hi. I'm alive. I bet you didn't miss me. I've been gone for three months. Thinking. I just didn't have the time I thought I had for my Deviantart life. I hope to remain punctual and active. Sorry about the absence.
In other mundane news:
* My best friend is moving to Texas. Ah, Texas, my favorite state. That'll be fun.
* I've been preoccupied with an onslaught of standardized tests.
* But I received a few awards from Scholastics this year, some keys and a gold medal. So I get to go to New York for that.
* Aren't you all super excited for National Poetry Writing Month?!
* I should be posting some new stuff, hopefully.
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