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afraid but alive
pink bleeds into my 5:45 AM sky,
purple bruise on a shredded knee high,
black & blues are haunting you,
but this pain is the only thing that's keeping me alive.
"And for the poet even disasters are on the agenda."
- Alexander Pushkin
Impact (12/27/15)
Is it wrong to break
A promise when
I am a key.
I am metal and cold.
I am hard and ornate.
I do not taste or see or feel.
Pockets, drawers, and key-chains.
All places that I can hide.
Locking thing up tight.
Hider of many things.
I)
I stay up at night
because I hate distractions
from the cruel conscious
II)
I don't like coffee
but I hear artists love it.
Therefore, I indulge.