Delilah Miller Poems

'Leave the pretty women to men without imagination.' -Proust

Silly men, drunk, staring at my...
They don't know I want to be alone.
...

This is a moment
I've dug out of you.
Shining blue,
the shade of pale neon
...

Someone remind me it's a beautiful life;
even if it's the ground keeping you the right way up.

Trip yourself, pat down yourself, unwind yourself and brush off yourself.
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'Sucking too hard on your lollipop, oh, love's gonna get you down.' Mika

All that's left are feelings like sticky traces
lingering in the empty candy pot.
...

Eighty times seeing the world
Times fifty times fighting
equals the same person,
folded in
...

I don't have the time I used to
when I had the time
to dare, dream,
lie on the beach,
...

As a habit I run fast, whenever I run,
whether its to the end of the block or into a dorm.

If I stay still now, I could your cinnabun,
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Money is pretty evil
but I think what eats up peace
is the private struggles of men,
less concrete adjective and concepts
...

Since it is all relative...
The universe is silk,
woven with threads of light.
Cosmic silk worms twist in cocoons,
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You are not going to charm me.
I am free.
I am pretty.
I am crafty.
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