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 Sep 2019 Akira Chinen
D
bested
 Sep 2019 Akira Chinen
D
in the same breathe
i tell myself i am better, and yet
there is no such thing as best
beauty is subjective
it goes more than skin deep

maybe she is better than me
maybe there is no such thing
 Sep 2019 Akira Chinen
Cné
Witchery
 Sep 2019 Akira Chinen
Cné
~
Wandering witches, wave your wands,
lose your limbs of earthly bonds.
Friday the 13th full moon sings
so flex your power and stretch your wings.

Wandering witches, weave your words
to be the bane of beasts and birds.
Hex the hateful with potions of love
Poke the prideful in crestfallen thereof

Sing sisters sing, into the full moon night
never knowing the demon's blight.
Fearful farce and fallen stones
bury the bad in blood and bones.

~
A little fun write for Friday the 13
https://youtu.be/pta-gf6JaHQ
 Sep 2019 Akira Chinen
Graff1980
Jesus is
a tool of the system,
a pathetic work
of plagiarized fiction
with a ****** birth
and resurrection.

He is a perpetuator,
part player
in a trinity
that serves
the patriarchy
you claim to despise.

You say that
you are woke
to the lies
and oppression
but your obsession
with this
religious opioid addiction
leaves you open
to all kinds of
manipulation.

This Jesus justification
has got to stop,
take those bible glasses off
and see the truth
don’t be a recruit
and brainwash our youth
to serve the state
that exploits you
by claiming they serve
god’s point of view.

Join me
and be free
to see
the world differently.
Share your perceptions
freely
so, we can grow steadily
not seeking solace
in the stultifying scriptures
but painting our own pictures
that point us all
to better possibilities.
 Sep 2019 Akira Chinen
Madeysin
every day is grief, every night is I’m sorry
 Sep 2019 Akira Chinen
Madeysin
fibers in the carpet, in between your toes
tickle the soles of your feet all the way to my room
 Sep 2019 Akira Chinen
Madeysin
I’m tired of talking myself out of ledges that shouldn’t even be in the equation. I’m tired of my finger on the trigger to a gun that I never asked for. I’m tired of leaping and shooting my way through this life.
It feels like ****** sometimes
This ******* life
This ******* handed to me on a broken China plate
A powdered mixture
A forgotten fixture
The deafening drive of reality and it's predator playmates
A light can burn
And a thought can turn
Change the make believe
Into the demon that does deceive
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