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Andrew Rueter Dec 2020
Wanting to eat
we **** every animal that allows us to approach
until we’ve lost countless opportunities for domestication
and only the creatures that fear us or fight us are left.

The Moriori were a pacifist tribe living in the Chatham Islands
they ate well on abundant sea life until that secret got out
and they came into contact with the violent Māori from Wellington
this initial contact was a 12 year old girl’s flesh hung on posts
yet the Moriori council determined a peaceful approach to the Māori
who proceeded to enslave, ******, and eat the Moriori at will
the last Moriori descendant died in 1933, about 100 years later
Māori descendants make up about 16% of New Zealand’s population.

Wanting to eat
we **** every animal that allows us to approach
until we’ve lost countless opportunities for domestication
and only the creatures that fear us or fight us are left.
Kathleen Nov 2020
If I could have one moment
Just a second of your time
A smile
If I could just talk to you
For  one second
A smile
If I could hold your hand
For  one second
A smile
I'd have all this for just one second more
For today I have
No smile
xandra Nov 2020
you're right there,
just waiting for me
i know you are,
you put it so plainly,
and i can clearly see
you're so sweet
and
i'm so tempted
as i stand here screaming out your name,
i know i can't have you
why must you do this to me, torture me so?
i love you, but you don't love me back
yes, you give me more,
but not what i want,
won't you cut me some slack? is this always going to be this way?
"no, it won't, one day things will be different,"
i hope to hear you say.
pls this was from the year two thousand and whenever the fck, goodnight, but I edited the formatting so it was less **** thanks
She is just chilling out when she sees your red face.
She looks up to see your red face.
She sees your crisp blue eyes watery.
And you say to her "I think I am in love with you!"
At first, she is shell Shocked
And then...

You reach around her waist and pulling her to her feet, Embracing her into a hug. Pulling her towards you. Slowly pour your love into your kiss. Deeping it further as you go. Arms still held tightly around her waist. Her hand snakes its way up to your neck and resting it in your hair.
She wishes...
She wishes she can make this last forever. But when the time came, she became deseperate  to have you in her hold. You grabbing her and kissing her. But then you pull her closer to your chest. Both of you are breathing shallow and panting.

"I love you"...
All she could manage to say was "I love you too."
Then you started laughing. Calling her your little ball of fire...
The Dreams I have are Magical.
Wilder Sep 2020
A repeating line of patterns of something deeper then memory
It's the motion of waves of wonder of maybe something like pain
A wanting to lessen to soften to gently lay my head down
It's not what's happening now
This feels unfinished, but I suppose most things do.
Niamh Aug 2020
It’s hard,
Wanting someone who doesn’t even know you exist.
A world full of people, and you chose them.
And they choose their person,
Who doesn’t even know they exist.
Kashish Lahrani Aug 2020
I am wanting to be wanted
Not by all, at least by someone
But nobody ever keeps me first
The fears I carry, have often held me to shun
 
I try to feign, I pay no heed
But I espy all the tenuous changes
I try not to get distressed
But I end up getting hurt, knowing people have multiple faces.
 
Everybody loses interest, as time passes by
Nobody keeps a check on anybody, be it me or you
All are engrossed, I know. I wonder if they lie
I’ve come to realize, everyone becomes someone I once knew.
Bhill Aug 2020
before wanting there is learning
you must discover before you desire
are desires more significant
how do you gauge
is desire the fuel to all information
just asking for a friend...

Brian Hill - 2020 # 220
Do you have the answer?
Celestial Jul 2020
I am disgusted.
The anger twords myself.
I can not think of anything more than you.

My wish is to endlessly touch you.
Pleasing at first,
grabbing me off the shelf.
Fingertips across what was busted.

We both trusted.
Our hearts would always be their self.
I am wanting you.

I have you.
Dealing with world itself.
So I keep the ideas untested.

We have not rested.
Keep the demons to themselves!
Willing to **** them all with you.
This is an exaggeration of frustrations in the morning from the night.
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