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Poetry

Scars

They’re angry and red at the start After the stitches have been removed That’s when they start to form But Still feel raw and brittle, vulnerable Like the tiniest knock Is going to open them again. So you protect them Look after them Put the magic vitamin whatever it is …

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Tingle

A single Inocuous Stroke down the arm Just in passing That happens all the time But this time It caused a tingle A feeling A reaction I’d almost forgotten Usually tactile defensive I don’t like uninvited touch It doesn’t affect me badly (well not usually, unless it’s someone that makes …

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Poetry

The fool

Everyone loves The fool Their enigmatic powers Can draw everyone But the surliest in They make life look so entertaining That the audience wishes they were them The things a fool can get away with Which ordinary people don’t feel they can Allows for a vicarious living in a short …

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Worms

And the worms Still slither and squirm In the mud That has become And has possibly always been their security…. The world above, Where they;d need to employ Legs. Real legs Is a world they know They’ll trip and fall Because there aint no Slithering Slimey Grime covered tactic That …

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Fragmented thoughts

Twisting, turning Multiplying Make sense Just for a minute Then disappear into the ether Over and over and over Again Where’s that butterfly catcher gone? But these thoughts Resisted being caught Instead Haunting dreams Haunting meditation Haunting life The stories not complete yet They said Time and time again There …

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Tender affection

Brushing the hair Out of your eyes A gentle stroke, On the shoulder Forehead Thigh Anywhere really… Letting someone cry Holding and being held The looks that say You’re ok It doesn’t matter You mean something. To me. Not being judged Just being loved And cared about Soothes Tired, and …

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Moving

Back into my own space My own body Some things don’t fit anymore And that is good Like trying on new clothes You know, if it works or not. And some parts I slip back into Perfectly So comfortably Perhaps, Fitting better than they ever have before Like the old …

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