Meghan Poems

restless eyes
trace midnight skies
dazzled and in wonder
of the stars magical shine
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the clouds are a devised plan
of the moon
seeking revenge at the sun
for dancing in the spotlight
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all the mechanisms of the night
thrusted upon my mind
could not toll sleep to my eyes
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I devoured the food for thought
eager to rid my body of their perspective
purging, shaking and convulsing
I excrete the bullshit nonsense
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it breaks my heart
and tears me apart
I don't understand it either
how I can't remember
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years we spent trodding through the mud
nestling creation in our palms
stampeding through mountains
giving the golden celestial orb it's light and the trees their texture green
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Garbage dancing in the streets
waves of wind over fields of wheat
green, blue and pink fluorescing across the heavens
wooden giants, gliding, wind driven
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their words infiltrate your brain
like a poisonous snake injecting venom in it's prey
driving you insane
thunder clashes, the ideas fall like rain
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the air smells like apple sauce and dirt
there is only one star and a million lights
there is a daily grey brown haze that glows orange at night
buildings disappear and reappear from the depths of the pollution
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I met circus freaks...last night...
I was a bear in my dreams
I feel cold and safe in my bed
a longing, an intuition of a feeling
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