Sarah Sisson Poems

When things finally
become real.. and I
don't like them, I need
to evaluate the situation,
...

She looks good and pleasing
I am ugly and sad

She has beautiful hair and blue eyes
...

The mirror shows a different soul
I can protect my soul with pride

My evil sins are buried in control
...

There was so much pain
in the bundle of success he acquired

all at once he was a winner
...

My brain of wealth is often stealth a whirlwind I must seek.
To others I'm obnoxious and I spill no honored treat.

A justified illusion of the ones that think I'm fair
...

What I'll describe for you
is called the double door dilemma.
The kind of entrances you see
in restaurants. A friend, a...
...

My ego is large.
Throughly, I'm in charge...

...with by bossy self...
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Mania

I'm rigid with mania.
Cant come loose of this outrageous desire to move.
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My scales are thin.
I breathe through them.
I am porous. Blue and green
I am pink when I emerge
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I may not be what you expected...
but I warned you of that. Here
we are a couple of nuts trudging
along a highway filled with potholes
...