Lillian P.k Poems

I wish I were a sailing boat
With a white canvas cloth,
Ready to sail the seven seas
Coming and going as I pleased,
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It's my silent secret,
No one really knows,
Least of all me,
The stem where it grows
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A balloon in my stomach,
sloshing in tangy goop.
Someone pressing on a
week old bruise,
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After a long winter

The trees begin to sing
Their warm tenors springing to every frozen crevace
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To that baby

You won't remember me when your'e old
But I will remember you because you brought me such grief
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I feel sad right now, three small letters
Inconspicuous, three small letters in a row
But they seem to hold all my depth of feeling these past months
Over you, and what you do to me when you cannot see
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I know what they like to read
Pretty lines with pretty meanings
They put bows on death and ribbons on this life
They rejoice in leaves littering the floor and rosebuds sleeping, but they don't listen to wisdom
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I had wanted a pen
And something lined to scribble on
I had felt my fingers reach out for a book
My aching head and nervous chattering teeth wanted something hard
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One moment, almost a women
graceful, confident, poised
With lips soaked in cherries
and a tongue full of wit
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I used to be obsessed with him,
He filled my mind.
I thought he was the
One,
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