King Happy Poems

I want to tell them
with open letters
deploying parachutes
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Your letters dance
around my tongue
in crimson rhythm,
fluorescent tempo.
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I was born a desert man
in the valley of the sycamore trees
where life tends to suffer
and flourish through agony.
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I'm trying to be.
I'm trying to be
better -
Better then I thought
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What is there to do?
When the goals have all been met
When a person dreams the future, but
Not what to do next.
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I can be seen a mile away,
But you will only see my curse.
A pale coat of armor,
With a firey crimson helm.
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A storm above my head.
Tremors below my feet.
Avalanche Tsunami,
This disasters right on beat.
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Sulami is a girl with a peculiar name.
I'm not sure if she's my friend,
But I loved her all the same.
She came from out of nowhere,
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Eyes are windows to the soul
We spend our lives glancing veiled
Searching for our home.
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She's not the one
ripping petals from a rose
like insect legs that
cry love
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