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there’s a sound at the base of my skull today
it goes beekbeekbeek
and then my shoulder goes numb
with fingers tapping out a rhythm I can’t control
or decide
if i am
as they crawl up my arm and across my chest
poking away at my cheeks
digging around inside
pulling out teeth
memorizing
© Jene'e Patitucci
I saw you again today
You disappeared behind a train
Seems we just keep missing each other

You exist only where I cannot
and I where you won’t

I swear, I just missed you
So close I felt you breathing

Do you still see me when you look in the mirror?
I wonder what it’s like on your side
Nothing human left, just Being

I shout at the top of my lungs
Just to remind you I exist

You are made of the spaces between words.
© 2013 Jene'e Patitucci
my darling
you have
the most beautiful eyes

how i’d love
to pluck them
from out your fairest skull

and swallow them whole
so you can see
my inner demons

and i can taste
your tears
inside of me
© Jene'e Patitucci
in a fit of rage
i slammed the door
and shook the earth so hard
the stars fell from the sky

amongst their jagged edges
i found your body

you’ve been asleep for far too long
© Jene'e Patitucci
 May 2013 Timothy Brown
Marian
My head is aching
And the pain seers through my skull
My head is pounding

*~Marian~
My head is aching right now!! :( ~<3
• reflect any light that shines upon you
• chase after only the brightest star
• always keep the best parts of you hidden
• play with the ocean
• don't respond to hoots or wolf-whistles
• disappear completely at least once a month
© 2013 Jene'e Patitucci
 May 2013 Timothy Brown
Hilda
On Hello Poetry we have a friend so dear
Whose talented poems flood us with brightest of cheer.
I pray whatever is troubling you today
With God's infinite love soon vanishes away!
You are so special to our family of three
Consisting of Timothy, Marian, and me.
We adore your poems, hope to hear more soon again
While the comfort of God dispels your deepest pain.
Dedicated to our dear friend Timothy Brown. May the love of God surround you with healing balm.
And may He restore to you happiness and calm. We love you and so does Jesus!
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