Emily Buckley

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stillness
and the moon hung high is all I remember
wait
thick air and melon scented candles
...

roll like thunder out of my head
cause I can't take this anymore
I find your overbearing spirit kind of dead
you choke me
...

That girl.
A broken capsule by time. Let's rewind.
Neglect. She hides it well, a deep tattoo engraved on her chest.
Her web, untangled, is no use to catch nurturing love.
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I like to sit in fields. Alliteration is my favorite literary device.)

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Intolerance

stillness
and the moon hung high is all I remember
wait
thick air and melon scented candles
a low, lasting drum of thunder
maybe
a soft hand upon my shoulder
were we in the corn?
in the corn?
incorrectly pacing hopes on tall impossible pedestals
by the ocean
in the ocean
letting waves lick us clean
hidden folds tie unseen bonds between brothers
brothers who forget they share the same mother
and childhood dreams
fire fire
is it passion or method for nonrefundable destruction
burning corn
burning waves
burning minds around the carousel
we laugh

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