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It was a lovely frosty morning
especially fine
for November
 Nov 2017 Witches Milk
Atlantis
I will re

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So the universe is aware

that you are

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 Nov 2017 Witches Milk
Seema
"Jack..."
Yes..., "Jill"
What is in that sack?
Nothing... "Jill"
Isn't it time to fetch water
Ya, but......
"Jack"
I want to know
It's trash to throw..., "Jill"
Then why you climbed up this hill
You could have thrown elsewhere
"Jack...",
Yes... "Jill"
You are lying to me
I am not..., "Jill"
I felt I would miss this moment with you
So I forgot to throw this on my way
Sitting here with you......
Open the sack, "Jack" !
Why? You don't believe me?
I want to believe you, "Jack"
But my eyes wants to see
No!!
Why not, "Jack"?
Because it will smell...
Ofcourse, it will "Jack"!
Huh!!!
Yes! The blood is dripping from the sack
What have you done, "Jack"?
(silent sighs)
What, "Jack"?
It's another ****, isn't it?....isn't it?
Yes, "Jill"...
He's the last of the gang, that killed you
Now you can rest in peace, "Jill"
I will just tumble this sack over
Then fetch some water, down the hill
I miss you, "Jill"
Do you miss me to?
Yes, "Jack", but you shouldn't have killed
Why not?, "Jill"
They took my life away
So I took their knives and slittered same way
As, they did to you...(cries)
I will join you shortly, "Jill"
I will join you shortly...

©sim
A dialogue poem.
 Nov 2017 Witches Milk
Sierra
music.
 Nov 2017 Witches Milk
Sierra
I've started hating all
of the music that
I love
and maybe it’s because
I hear you in every
song
 Nov 2017 Witches Milk
zebra
DESIRE
 Nov 2017 Witches Milk
zebra
we are
built from the inside out
like a peach
saturated with yearning

at the core
a pit
gods curse

a gnawing insistent mouth
a hollow writhing
veiled by shames
insult of desire

must i beg you
to love me
or better yet
let death give me rest
to forget
Your separation is so painful
You are rude and beautiful
It seems to me today.

I am so bored this afternoon
I wish you're not going soon
I still love you, please stay!

I don't know why in this mind
The song is sung like your kind
Oh my darling, don't go away.

You're shining in my lonely sky
I love you so much, that's why
Please take my sore away!
 Nov 2017 Witches Milk
Arie Swart
You think me scared of you?
*****, do not flatter thee.
You are a voice before thunder,
inaudible. insignificant. small.

Now be gone before me,
Remove thyself from my world.
A service as yours is easily found.
Darken another door with open legs.
Once. Twice. Three times.
One. Two. Three promises broken.
Forced smiles and long sleeves
Hiding the secrets her wrists tell.
Don't ask, don't tell.
That's the rule.
They didn't ask.
So she didn't tell.
She didn't tell when the demons teased her.
Or when the blades traced her veins.
Or when the bleach burnt her throat.
Not even when the rope fastened tight on her neck.
She tried to tell, but you wouldn't listen.
You wouldn't listen when she cried alone every night.
Or when she begged for the pain to stop.
Or when she screamed for you in the darkness.
But why would you?
She always smiled.
Always seemed happy.
It's easy to ignore the warnings
When you're on the outside.
Maybe you should have listened though.
You could have stopped the blades.
Or kept the pills from her.
Or taken her from that ledge.
If only you had listened.
But how were you supposed to know
If she never told you out loud..
Right?
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