There's a demon that lives on my doorway. Each year he gets another bite. There's a skeleton standing there strangled. He hanged himself with a closet hook. There's a monster mash under the mattress with an army of paws I hope to clear. And every faint moaning and every dark drawer, the unseen, the unknown must be...

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           I’m more
   than a piece of apple
smothered in caramel
stabbed  by  a  stick
delicately drizzled
  rich with chocolate
   down the chin making
     your mouth sticky

love, how is work
i made some **** pancakes
to my spotify workout playlist
now im tired and hungry
sick of this routine

Love, switch it up!
Do some yoga in the garden
sipping lime balm tea.
You can make tinctures out of ginger to soothe away your misery.

i will wait for this to pass
because i don’t want to wake
so why can’t i dream?

Dream of reading poetry in secret gardens
Make that garden
Keep that secret
in a shell from the ocean
Place that shell
by your bedside
Wake up by your dream...

Now
I
See
Them

Lost
In
Evident
Sight

if I could propagate
begonias
bright burgundies
would    F
        I
                            L
   ­­                L              my pages
if I could seed my sages
savor flavor
in my soils’ *****

baby read my mind
out LOUD
s
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        i
                    p them off your
                                          lip

quick tip:
a 3” snip and d  them in d
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line them
in white powder
beg them to           f
                       L      O      W    
                           e        r

cake is fake so take
your time to
dnuinw

the kids will be just fine

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i’m lost my (chain) of thought
cost too much i bought
cheap seeds
their screaming bleeds
bright burgundy
in my bed

i said
Indigo Snow come home
to set (me) free
lay me          to sleep



           down



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