satira black Poems

He was always drunk
I was always scared
I wanted suburbia without a night-cap
Just a kid I wanted life without a secret
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I heard the coyotes last night
Out of the blackness their laughter stirred my soul
I am more than my daily life
More than the duties of the day and the schedules of the hour
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As I smell the Fall I feel you
It was then that we met
Your long black hair and the smell of your leather jacket mists the air
I need to think of you sometimes
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And if you could see through me,
be me.
Would my thoughts amaze and fill your days?
Calm your nights or be disturbing,
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I lie still, try to relax, put thoughts out of my mind.
Calm approaches, sleep comes.
I see faces and I feel like I am being pulled.
So intense it almost hurts, then comes weightlessness, fear.
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It was cherry wood
An old rocking chair the color of aged wine
The seat and back were covered in worn velvet
It sat by the window in my upstairs bedroom
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I'm tired
It's late
I'm in pain
Where do I find comfort?
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What makes you stay
or walk away?
That last thing isn't always big
It's just one moment with two directions
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