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The Confession

Our burnt remains,
or to be more clear, the remains
of warm promises in the night.

Spoken over kisses
that at the time didn’t seem finite,
but then the confession…

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Far Removed

For all the talk of love,
what about the importance of grace?

Not the bullshit far removed grace
from a savior that in speech

people tend to toss around
like pennies in a collection plate.

The grace that requires no religion, only decency.
Composure in the face of things going wrong.

To put it poetically,
dancing across borders pocked with landmines.

To put it bluntly,
not being an asshole when something doesn’t go your way.

Lack of grace shows entitlement.
Entitlement comes from pride.

I don’t need
some kind of outrageous spontaneity,

just the kind that makes life worth waking up for
regardless of the weather.

I slept through the job being done,
my fear and anxiety keeping me

from finding the will to stay upright.
Routine destroys spontaneity.

The lie I told myself up to this point will be shattered
once and for all: I’m not happy. That was the truth

ringing like a church bell
through the town of my heart.

And how it flies. O how it flies toward a heaven
my soul will never know.

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Here’s my latest track! I read this poem at an open mic, and it was received well, so I decided it would be the next one I’d record. I hope you enjoy it! 🙂

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My newest poem (written yesterday and recorded today) about my favorite topic, politics! Haha. 🙂 It’s called Surplus Sun, or How an Orange Buffoon Got Elected. I hope you’ll enjoy listening. ❤

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Swallowed, drowning without a hope
for change to swoop in and save the moment.

Yes, the moment. Because it’s moments
that’ll make up a world view.

Whether rooted in reality or fantasy,
or a cruel concoction of both,

how someone feels is the point, and it’s your choice
how you respond to their feelings.

Will you dismiss them and move on,
or will you swoop in and try to redeem the moment?

We’re all fighting something, and giving in
to something else. We know right from wrong.

We do, but we deny it
for the sake of convenience and continuity.

Things get complicated
when we admit we know better.

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My most recent poem and recording, written a couple weekends ago when I had the chance to walk along the beautiful sands of Rockaway Beach in Oregon. It’s called As the Sun Shone. Thanks for listening. ❤

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Let This Be

Absence makes the heart grow fonder,
so when I returned to her mine bounded along
like a stone skimming along fair water;
I penciled it in: let this be a metaphor for want.

What I want and what I need rarely meet,
but she’s a rarity intersecting polar opposites
similar to nothing I can think of;
I smeared it on the canvas: just let me be.

Let me be the one to make you smile,
to be the sun in your skies, in your eyes
I’ll shine so bright. This fire by day,
this moon by night.
Not this time. But soon.

With someone else. Better. You’ll feel so much
better than before. Absence only makes
the heart fonder if the rest is placed lower;
I tattooed it on my flesh: let this be known as love.

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