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Jenovah Oct 2019
Water me down
Like the sky
Weeping into
Open fields of
new grass
Maybe after all, when the sun
Comes peering back
through lonely clouds
I will want to feel alive again
I just hope you
Are still here to
Welcome me back
From the shadows
I am just working through some things
Jenovah Oct 2019
Reclaiming the things that I lost
Along the way
When I let the wrong people
Hold my heart close to them
Only to take it to places
That it didn’t belong
And to  people that
didn’t welcome me
For all that I am.
I didn’t belong
With you, maybe.
But I was and still am
a vessel
Searching for
H a p p i n e s s
  Sep 2019 Jenovah
r
Mud, whiskey, death
and bad debts, the river's
high water, mysterious birds
flying south disappearing
like a youngest daughter,
no good men, bad intentions,
changing seasons, unexplained
pains, all of these are reasons
I've seen good women weeping
after the hardest rains came.
  Sep 2019 Jenovah
Elle H
You’ve got me locked up in this cage
My mouth full of dirt, my heart full of rage
I’ve been beggin n’ pleadin, won’t you let me go
The veins so tight, they’re gonna blow
You pick me up, then push me down
Hold me under, until I drown
I don’t understand the reasons why
You clip my wings, then demand I fly
You’ve got me nailed to your cross
A load to carry, when I feel so lost
I never know which way to turn
You stoke my flame, then watch me burn
The fare you serve, so sticky sweet
You fill my plate, but won’t let me eat
You light a candle, just out of reach
Is there a lesson, you’re tryin’ to teach?
I don’t know why, you love these chains
Like a man on fire, a heart deranged
Bound and gagged, seems the only way
To keep your angry beasts at bay
I’m a prisoner of your wild desires
…Trapped inside a lustful fire
You want to have, but not to hold
I’ve never felt…a fire as cold
Baby, baby, why can’t you see
What this torment does to me
Don’t you feel the loss of my decay
I’m a broken sparrow, trapped in a cage
  Sep 2019 Jenovah
Traveler
Can you smell her ***
As I shake your hand
I didn’t have time to wash
Her off my skin
Can you smell her ***
When you lean in
I seen you
Sniff your hand again
Sorry but I got to go
Her smell is in my nose
And I love her smell
As a Poet
I always kiss
  Then tell...
Traveler Tim

#grotesquely delicious
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