photon upon sonnetawash in a language-like lightwhere every written word ishistorical projectionbeamed infinity-boundtowards the outer edgeceaseless juxtapositionphoton upon sonnetilluminating electronsinterstatic connectivityverses bound to imagerefracted by hopeof educating the youngthe same lightstars that guided immigrant shipssun that dictated the planting seasonsspeaks untold truthsto be harvested in aerialsheartseyeseach raya coddling legacyby it we are toldby it we are warmedby it we are bornby it we are one(this is a collaboration with disrhythmic . The original concept and starting lines are hers)
Our Twisted FateOur Twisted FateEveryday I stand alone,I fight with youin your evil ways.No matter how many timesI fix you,my effort never stays.I gently tryto figure you out,taking things very slow.And even whenI get frustrated,I keep my voice a calming low.But you're a twisted thingthat never gives,I'm pretty sure that I hate you.As I raise my voiceI begin to curse,I'm pretty sure you hate me too.Then finally I had to muchwith you,"Enough" I screamed!And "ENOUGH"I yelled.As the blade gleamed.The laces slowly fell,it's overit's doneI wonThere isn't a knotin my shoe anymore.Jeremy BrewerPoetry Embrace
I love a boy.I love a boy.A boy who seems as though he’s traveling through time;he sometimes flickers in black-and-white or sepia, then suddenly shines brightly in Technicolor,as though he often commutes between Kansas and Oz.A boy who drinks tea without milk or sugar.A boy who sings not like the first,but the second bird you hear in the morning;his song is not a surprise, not startling, not what wakes you–it’s what makes you glad you’re awake.A boy who masquerades as an open book,but is really very hard to readA boy who moves like he’s underwater;completely weightless, completely in control. A boy who looks graceful whether he’s walkingflailingwaltzingor falling.A boy who is constantly placed in the spotlight,yet his eyes have never adjusted.A boy that knows just how to make you laugh,even if you’re already crying.A boy who knows when to let silence be silence,and also when to break it.A boy that communicates like a
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All in WarWhen you're lost,In the sands of a time,Where bad is best,And everyone dies. Craving the ash,Of the innocent,Holding the hatch,For the putrescent. Holding the rope,That breaks their necks,Shattering hopes,To deadly effects. All in war,All on the floor,Blood and gore,And you crave more. Gutting for the fun of it,Killing for the sake of it,Burning for the smell of shit,Running, Ever scared of it. The writing on the asylum wall,They don't see it,But I'm enthralled,Every deed I've ever done,I'm appalled. Kill me,Kill me,Let me fall.