Jessica Warrior Poems

The guy I sleep beside now
Is the uncertainty of his zone
His conscious and unconscious are two divided lones
On a battle ground full of roses
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Conversation was dead
Anywhere behind her back
Words we picked by the mop of sorrow
The sorrow that used to sneak a peek
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You find it hard to travel by foot
So you sit, So you sit darling
And I prove you wrong in gabble
How it's hard to
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To most of my nights
Morning's a nightmare

To most of our nights
Morning's an ending
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The night we arrived here
Dogs were barking to rend our skies
We woke up in the evening
In an empty house with skinless skulls
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I look at my mom, she disgusts me
Every morning after I look at her
She has a tendency to grow weak
She becomes more of a button on her remote every morning
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The Faint Room You've Captured Me In

The curtain on the window is getting smaller
Venomously like how it might taste
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Whiteness witnessed

Whiteness witnessed
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This year was nothing but water
Wet pages that couldn't be written on
This year was nothing but water
Sweaty skin of me, couldn't be written on
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Where am I Charlie
I have a notepad and a perfume
Just leave the spoons and tame the grass; you'll see
I'm somewhere around the house
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