Maya Hanson Poems

What's it like being beautiful?
I hope I didn't catch you off guard
with that question
I drink the mischief in your eyes
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I'm wearing thin boots
I'm wearing thin boots
You wouldn't know that just by looking
But I step on embers every time you hit the ground
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In a world like this
it's a feat to say
things that haven't been said.
So instead we'll try to say
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I wish I could cross my arms
and cross your mind
But instead they hang straight down like unwanted leashes,
holding me to this heart
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There used to be
smoke and gunshots
when I heard your name
Chaos would reign
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I'll crash on the shore
in your memory when I'm weak,
find mysteries in seashells
that shouldn't have any.
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He'll pull voice boxes out of our mouths
until we forgot we could ever speak,
stretched into strings so we can't help but follow
Can't find your way
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What if I told you
she came to me in a dream?

Pixie eyes, pirate smile,
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I fall a thousand times before morning,
spitting out handscribbled love notes,
Muse uses my tongue as loose scratch paper
and spells out galaxies I wish I could speak the languages of
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Dusty, slippery, cavalcade
can't bear to hold your hands
Done with all the magic
just catch me if you can
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