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playing at writing

casually

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adverbs

from unrepentant keys

maiming

unsuspecting readers

narrowly

missing the point

plump, wet drops of obsidian

scrawled lackadaisically

… flinging adjectives

castrating connoisseurs

with color

murky

yet,

each silvery word

impregnated

with meaning

~Melanie Thomason

 

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The Reader

His voice

is the night

my eyes dilate

as if under the influence

of too much wine

His voice

is the night

weaving moonbeams

into words

that flicker

and illuminate the dark

that otherwise

would surely consume

the last star, leaving no dust

His voice

is the night

his words

wash over me

like whiskey in my blood

making me limber and free

and I dance

with a grace

I do not posses

~Melanie Thomason

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escape

her family

lacking humanity

embraced their insanity

“loved” with brutality

made home a monstrosity

hell—

or at least in the vicinity

she had to get away

or be lost in their depravity

baptized by poetry

words strengthened her immunity

to escape her biology

to leave them in her history

a change in geography

gave her new opportunity

to make a new reality

and write her own story

~Melanie Thomason

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Candycorn

candy corn

though you are not of my world

nor i yours—

i suspect our customs are not so different

under the skin

i suspect you know a little about being

candycorn painful

i guess you know a little about being

a two-bit King.

~Melanie Thomason

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Stand

Eye wouldn’t go in there

they say,

They say it’s creepy.

Red eye at dawn,

I stayed up and dreamed.

Summer nights and star jasmine,

the mown grass greeness of moonrise

and the purple grove after

This is battle and betrothal.

I promised to stand and to be true,

then there was the sound of grey green thunder

and I was almost weeping,

but the screams of my aching nights

were the only things keeping me from clawing

my skull from beneath my skin

and painting my fate with slippery warmth.

~Melanie Thomason

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Hope

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Holding on to

One dream one

Promise to be

Exempt from despair

~Melanie Thomason

 

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Awen

senses,

I remember the reap and feasts

of old,

I remember you.

There is a line of crimson-curled poesy

working deep inside

and it’s biting at my ribs

to be let out–

(this is Awen–when muse strikes and you are helpless before it.)

I’m trying,

oh I’m trying to live.

I’m trying to be real.

that’s what,

Shut Up.

It’s not like anything else I know.

~Melanie Thomason

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math and baggage

we are but travelers here

picking up a few souvenirs along the way

i know things don’t always go right

and so i write

ya see I’ve never been good at math

but when I feel like i have nothing left

it all adds up to you

there beside me,

slightly to the left

making me more than one

and i know that i have won

I am worthy of love after all

and that particular piece of baggage can be tossed aside

cause i no longer have need of it

~Melanie Thomason

 

 

 

 

 

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