idk anything abt how 2 write poemz and am not good at it but sometimes when i am sad or having Feelingz i like 2 pretend i know how 2 write them and so these r made i hope u enjoy
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CHOKING ON FLOWERS, I GET IT;
IT'S LIKE WHEN YOU CAUGHT YOURSELF,
AND YOU TRIED TO PUSH IT AWAY
BUT YOU COUGHED
AND IT CHOKED YOU IN A SPLUTTER,
I GET IT;
OR IT'S LIKE,
WHEN YOUR THROAT RUNS DRY
SO YOU CAN'T SPEAK,
AND WHEN YOU TRY TO,
IT SOUNDS LIKE A BROKEN WAIL;
I GET IT,
I REALLY DO.
AND SO, URANUS WAS SWALLOWED,
ONLY TO BECOME URANUS ONCE MORE IN A
NEW FORM,
COUNTLESS FORMS.
THE STARDUST THAT HE'D ALWAYS DREAMT OF MEETING,
HE BECAME.
URANUS WAS NEW;
URANUS WAS OLD;
URANUS WAS THE UNIVERSE.
DO YOU MISS THE SHORELINE?
THE PALE SEAFOAM,
THE LONG-FORGOTTEN KELP?
DID IT MAKE YOU FEEL AT HOME?
DOES HE MAKE YOU FEEL IT, TOO?
SALT AND LOVE,
SALT AND LOVE.
KISS THE SHELLS,
AND KISS HIS, TOO.
I AM LONELY,
THE SUN SO DISTANT,
KEEPING EYE DOWN BELOW.
THE CLOUDS THAT ROLL UNDER ME,
THEY RAIN DOWN ON OTHERS—
JUST AS THOUGH
THEY WERE ME.
I WANT TO FEEL
LIKE A LOT OF BUTTERFLIES
LIKE SOMEONE SPILT THE PAINT CAN RIGHT OVER
I CAN'T WAIT TO TAKE MY HAND IN IT
TO FEEL AND BECOME THE COLORS INSIDE OF ME
AND IF I HAVE TO WAIT FOR IT
IF I HAVE TO PROVE MY ANGER
JUST TO PROVE MY WORTH TO YOU
I'LL EXPLODE INTO A COLOR BOMB TENFOLD
THE LIKES OF WHICH THE UNIVERSE
COULD ONLY EVER WISH TO BE
AND JUST LIKE THAT,
HIS HEAD EXPLODED;
CONFETTI TRAILS OF BRAIN,
ORGASMIC DISARRAY OF COLORS,
MOSTLY RED,
AND SOON THE ROOM FOLLOWED SUIT;
THE CURTAINS BLEW AWAY,
THE SKY TURNED BLACK,
LEAVING STARS TO ILLUMINATE,
AS HIS BODY BECAME SENSATION,
AS HIS BODY BECAME LIGHT.
I AM A THOSUAND EYES;
STATIC RINGING;
THE PRESSURE OF TRAUMA;
PRESSING GRAVITY;
DENIAL.
YOU ARE DEAF,
BUT NOT BLIND.
UNFEELING,
BUT NOT APATHETIC.
HOLY VOWS;
CHURCHSONG;
A CONSTANT PRESSENCE;
FAMILIAR.
WE ARE BODIES,
WARM BODIES.
YOU CLOSE MY EYES;
YOU COVER MY EARS.
FEEL AT HOME,
NESTLED,
IN YOUR EARTH.
DOES THAT MAKE SENSE?
IS IT ALL IN YOUR HEAD?
WHEN YESTERDAY HAS COME AND GONE,
HOW DO YOU FEEL?
NOT THEM,
I DON'T KNOW HOW TO USE NEOCITIES YET I AM LEARNING