Alyssa Rieper Poems

Masked in physicality; Intangible in actuality
Baring their teeth as facing that reality
In all the dreams we rip at the seams
Of the meanings beginning at the face of the themes
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I think it's said best when you thought of the rest
It will never be right, I won't settle for less
I know you feel pain, I can feel it as well
But closer to you is closer to hell
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I can't contain these feelings unnamed
I won't let it go but they flow from my brain
You are your own and I don't belong
Don't you see how right we are wrong?
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The steam exerted fills the room
In a test, a game, a match till doom
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His demeanor is that of an honest conman
with an aroma of a manky tom
a smirk crosses his slimy pointed teeth
cutting edges in his salty skin
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My knuckles crack at the places they fold
And between each joint swells a reddened blister
During the bleak winter month,
In January
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My toes have been jaded pink.
beneath the split flakes of skin,
rolled up on thick flesh,
they ache and bleed from tears
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Chin-kle,
Stuck at the corner of two names
Earl is bare and aged
the name of grumpy old neighbor
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There is a chance that the ivory flesh will tint
bronze under rays of sunlight
and pink under flirting glances
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This last time, I will fall
My feet will slip off this wall
My balance will disappear
I will dropp faster than my tear
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