Michael Poston Poems

this heat
this hot stink
everyone gives looks
everyone staring
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The faintest visible person to your eye.
Brightness is subjective because of the psychology
of your perception.
I want to be like Sirius, the brightest star
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Fallen
cant get up
and I realize
there will be another day
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Swept away easily,
pawns under control.
You are not to speak that way.
Say what what way?
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Treasures I thought were mine,
I was hoping i was the only one who saw them.
My hunger for only the finest,
only the purest is hidden.
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Striving to become stronger
even as the days grow longer.
Battle with rivals,
support and help friends for survival.
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Sunshine penetrates my skull,
where can i hide from these digging rays?
The pain speaks through the heated energy
to slowly pierce my brain in order to warn me.
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How do you replace something you liked broken?
when you love someone so deeply for their faults.
No one else could understand
but understanding is only of the heart.
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Is anything louder than complete silence?
No, a mind in silence is louder than anything.
How far will you go to get to nowhere?
For me nowhere, nowhere is back to self.
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What do you see in a dirty puddle,
can you make out the beautiful reflection?
Most people would just look right through to the mud,
but I'm heartsick with seeing more than whats there.
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