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How wicked of a thought must you have to jostle a mind already organically filled with evil?

What is your terrible longing?

Piercing butterflies to save and study beauty you will never possess?

Plucking feathers from wee birds because you will never fly?

The truth is no matter how much you ply yourself with alcohol and other forms of courage I will always call your bluff.

You hit me in the face with your fistful of bad words but just what do you think you shall inflict on me with your vulgarity?

You are as threatening as a damp sweatshirt.

I am not afraid of you.

 

~Melanie Thomason

8/31/21

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math

my pain multiplies

memories divide me

is my innateness a welcome addition?

does my otherness subtract from my intrinsic value?

my family was f*ucked up to the 9th power

is my father the square root?

do you know, what is the sum of me?

~Melanie Thomason

8/7/2021

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creatures such as we

Another murdered midnight

under a starless sky

The words between us hang heavy

like the weight of the secrets we keep

Love is a cruel deception

for creatures such as we,

living in perpetual drought

If I could only tell you the toll it takes

being one of your lost causes

I hate it, though neither of us is innocent

The truth echoes among us

When I close my eyes the red rope tightens

I think of all the things we do in the dark

the silence sings as the rain starts

~Melanie Thomason

8/5/21

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peach

 

 

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today i wondered

if joy tastes like a peach…

would it tickle my tongue with it’s fuzzy skin?

would it dribble happiness down my chin?

~Melanie Thomason

7/29/21

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Bind

lies that bind my wings

intentionally or not

stop me from flying

 

~Melanie Thomason

6/27/2021

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Contagion

You were fully aware

that it is contagious.

Yet,

you pointed that yawn

right at me.

~Melanie Thomason

4/5/2021

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Why

Why do you continue

the fool’s dark dance

and deny your own luminosity?

Why do you commit yourself to an eternity of decay?

Self-loathing cause a curious pigmentation

and you are saturated by it

~Melanie Thomason

04/04/2021

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Subtext

You really aren’t as clever as you think

Or maybe you just underestimate me

I did indeed read between the lines

Your message not so hidden after all

Or maybe that was the point

If so, why did you need me to know?

If not to relay your message to its intended recipient

Do you think it paints you in a better light than had you communicated it yourself?

Or maybe, just maybe you didn’t expect me to see the deeper meaning behind it all

Be careful now. . . your slip is showing

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~Melanie Thomason

04/03/2021

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