sadgalenergy

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She’s Back

She’s back and I thought she’d left But I hate myself and I don’t seem to care I’m full Full of disgust Sitting in my belly Halfway up my thighs It’s an endless cycle And I’m afraid I’ll never be happy

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Thoughts Measured patterns & symmetrically sewn lines breathe sameness Present: Trends Certain wonders rise in waves Drawing from contorted reflections They may invoke a feeling/articulate a mindset Pay attention to this priceless detail Enter: Nature Child, adorned by birth and inadvertently exposed to materials Very few find swatches that speak Those that do, harbor a certain contrast or view on life Enter: Art As if weaving words to form a visual dialogue - Unveiling forthright statements, thoughtful textures and whimsical colors To dare To never be monotone Living to explore mediums and possibilities With no restraint but humanity Enter: Designer

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You showed me I don't need anyone to relate

To understand

That it's misguiding cradling two hearts

When a palm can only hold one with a steady hand

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Young Love

Young love Faulty & misguided Fairytales, lockets & empty presents Asphyxiated on meager messages Enthralled in plastic joy & expectation Don't let boredom Become what you find later To be a bored man Reminiscing What used to be Do you hear him in the living room? Telling stories Soaking in his younger years Past times & an inevitable Empty Present

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Fragile frame USE CAUTION: HANDLE WITH CARE Changing with the weather Withering away with the wind Cracking in winter & eroding with time

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paying the price to fuel this engine

running on empty a few parts damaged unable to shift out of neutral

accumulating smoke oh, the hand break   only a machine

ride slow here i’ll push having a will to shift to drive on to the closest body shop for some maintenance & repair

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The Last Supper

It is my final supper here Where the savory aroma Coats me like a blanket It'll be my last for a short while Those that have made my dinner so sweet I thank you For the recipes introduced Spices my palette will long for Spices I will always use I am nervous, grateful & scared To finish For that last and final bite Anxiously I think about breakfast I am hungry Let's eat

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Oozing venom

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I want to feel flightless No need for travels For all this love alone, to take me somewhere Have a presence I can rely on A home that welcomes me back whether or not I've lost a few feathers It's been a few years since But I have finally found this I'm flightless But these loves bless me with wings Caressing my feathers, harmonizing whistles Appreciating our pitches Many people have let me perch upon their finger With no expectation for departure When I assumed I needed to be anywhere but here This time All this time I was my greatest setback My greatest fear Flying everywhere when flight itself was the resistance I know I won't stay here But I have found home in all the loved ones that have let me rest my wings In the patience of their palm Allowing me finally To rest my heavy heart Find it Found it It's finally mine again And I am content with being Flightless

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I felt it- I felt his love Delivery Clear wrapping and a messy bow He called me pretty Masked sensitive men cause the strongest storms They parallel no other Because they get away with murder Shouting When all they wish is to hold you close You could- At least let them wrap themselves around your finger Guide the newborn to a calm vineyard To sip the sweet nectar that will remind a heat wave to welcome a gust of wind Once you cool, you may be consumed That is when all flavors have the floor to speak And the love prevails But no one said you must

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Paint me a picture Of this perfect flower The one you lovingly speak of My midnight hour Where I filled in the morbid shades of grey-- As if I wore rose petals and lace A thick red ribbon around my waist What a splendid charade He drew a sketch Which I burned It once was, a portrait Naked I lay It's about time the honesty left my tongue Never trust quiet girls As if your words are daggers If you, a cricket had a taste of silence Where rooms- no sanctuaries- Flooded, but still Hold you captive and questioning Was this all real? Ferns and gusts of wind I digress I am gone And will sing elsewhere, where birds find a common tune A rose and a dove paired It was all for you two Kneaded into your neck My mark Where the page is left A pleasure, your pleasure What a pleasure It's a pleasure It has been a pleasure To - I suppose, be mentioned Let it be known a heart so bold can only hold Enough space for arms length I wish I was gaunt and I am practicing Patience Finding myself to be an impatient patient With you

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May 19, 2017

The drain slurps Savor this last gulp Dry and left with all the dirt you dragged into conversation Painting my insides with residue I pricked my finger cleaning dishes A knife I never noticed you used to cut your own olive skin I am here to finish your shift You have truly become infectious Dipping open wounds in what has created Bad blood I no longer wish to kiss with an open mouth Raw and vulnerable purple lips This is not about me It's all about you too Romanticize the lipstick stain that never was washed away With vigor With love Aching, but today was a brighter day Designating you to only minuscule amount of space to blow dandelions hindering my sensitive rampant mind Stainless steel still lets water leave its mark Bleach never smelled so refreshing It's 3:32pm She's late, giving me enough time to rinse clean Fill me with fresh fluid And remember to never throw knives into murky water Where skin is reminded how easy it is to puncture

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When I hold my breath Visually-- I reach for fabricated sentences from thin air, where I bite my tongue As you envision magicians leading their rainbow silk scarves from what you saw as, empty hands Their mind is constantly brewing Coins disappearing into children's ears Blossom into quarters Illusive Contorted Disfigured Muffled and questioned To speak to those who practice It is voodoo Parallel to those who can see a hare and turn to find it anywhere but there The transition from illusive to transparent is the trick of the trade I am but a student Seeking, learning, but never preaching Silence for the Magician Is Speaking

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It’s becoming harder to remember what you used to taste like How you used to pull me so close Tell me you missed me Being able to be close to you A work of art You are stained glass Those you find in century old chapels or grand churches Radiant when the sun kisses your olive skin Painted with wings Crowns and other little things Where your tentative hands used to touch and that passionate tongue Weaving words so breathlessly Rolled shoulders and your fair hairless thighs A dream it would be to look into your eyes and say

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i love the smell of sweat and pleasure rubbed skin friction with hints of s&m essentially oils and secretion in the palm of my hand with your prints scattered all over my skin ruptured blood vessels sprawled out like a sheer net blouse envelope your neck and i am lost aching to go sour waiting for the first bite

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If I could throw love around like my dirty laundry You wouldn't be able to see the floor

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Like pulling rainbow ribbons from thin air I force my hand down my throat Where I find sleeplessness Quiet this talkative mind It's an infinite state of lacking What I have come to know as silence Has become helicopters and crickets chirping sweet harmonies Magically, this time I breathe fire Inhaling too deeply I become raw Internal clocks ticking I am hideous, how any fool could love me Here I find Alice at Large This ribcage waves hello If I could run so and so miles I'd run till skin and bones

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When mourning comes My eyes peel open Alert Ready to tackle today I wipe them From the salty tears that coat my cheeks Those are for winters bloom Spring is here Very near Enter: May