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All stirred up by the words that come out on these pages.
These thoughts are best left to staunch women
Who sit happily under a repressive veil of undetermined class.

So 5 days of silence
5 days to compile
5 days to realize
This inner peace will take awhile.

I have been aching and craving
Was watching as the clock ticked by.

I've been rallying

Bright shining little eyes
Messy little toes
Dirty little fingers
With a snotty little nose.

John Coltrain, cheap boxed wine, stars melting on heart strings that fall down from the sky.
So here comes your drugs they are clouding your heart. Then there goes your world you are falling apart.
Ground lying and wondering where this will lead. You missed that tomorrow, you wouldn't take heed. I saw you when standing and I saw you fall,
I reached out my hand and yelled out my empty call.

I was human once and it looked a lot like you.
Hopes, dreams, and bathrooms.
Surprisingly easy how that all slips away.
Hunkered in alleys, cops chasing when you left your leg to piss.

This cold and its bite are welcomed companions.
I do not crave the warmth in the way most do.
I run in a calescent state of mind
That waivers slightly to any one side.

I saw her walking down the street around dawn.
Easy to spot she wasn't out for a jog.
She did pass some women who were though, they whispered and tried not to let on they were staring.
She could feel it, but wearing the look of someone who had never felt enough or felt far too much in her life, yet it was a type of stare she was used to.

It unravels.
It shreads.
It pulls tight.

Say to self walk cautious be gracious
Yet falling all over yourself a little like wreckage

Think you feel better because you did what you know

For almost 32yrs you and I have been one.
Every crawl, step and climb. Every bruise every strain, we got stronger together in spite of the pain.
We have been through more than most do people will know
And though I am hard on you I hope you can see that all that I do is simply for you even when it hurts me.

Sunrise came, dawned my armor before I walked out in to the multitude of valid people mixed with those who have real hunger.

raechael woodroof Biography

I like to write. I like to love people. I like to love life. That means the good and the bad. Some days I enjoy the dark side a little more. That is to say the darkness in my actions and in others. For the most part the light is where I stay but what is good and bad is all objective. You may think my light is dark and my dark whimsical.)

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They Get Riled So Easily

All stirred up by the words that come out on these pages.
These thoughts are best left to staunch women
Who sit happily under a repressive veil of undetermined class.

Why, no one is ever angry!
We sit here wanting to hold hands and LOVE one another.
Then we shut the door
We lay back and let all those slurs roll off our tongues.
We think all those thoughts we dare not speak.
Then we condemn ourselves
and creep back into our repression.

With all our gaucherie tucked back into place we stroll on.

Keeping these things in is a bit like constipation.
You take in so much supposed cerebral sustenance
Gulping it down from which ever way it pours out.
Did you think it would not turn into cerebral feculence?

Keep carrying that in
I hear backed up waste in the colon poisons the body.
What then of backed up waste in the soul?

Better to disgorge it from the recesses of my mind
I like the way people look when they blush.
Not because they are offended
But because they feign their incorruption so well.

I was never good at hiding things
I was always much better at procuring new bits of
Anathema to parade around in.

There are times I long for a way to release all those
Who remain cinched within their rectitude.

A lot less poison in our metropolis and feces belongs down the drain anyway right.

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