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He sat beside me

Counting haiku syllables

My soul expanded

Taste of Alone

I want to be alone
No complicating ties
Finding peace as I can
Cradling my distraught heart

Across a room someone looks,
Voicelessly speaking of
Burning incomprehensive connection
Of slanting glancing desire

All is all – to much – not enough
Racing heart elates
I dance my love until I'm
Scheherazade no time and

I want to be alone
No complicating ties
Finding peace as I can
Cradling my tormented heart

Leave me alone in darkness

Some of us

Some of us are broken
Some of us suffer
Some of us, while we
Do not identify with you,
See each other clearly

Do you want to hurt yourself?
Do you want to see blood get outside?
Do you want to feel the cut cut cut of expression
Do you want to find yourself, to be expressed with self harm?

Well, you should know
Some of us do. It is better.
It is better if we self harm.
It is b3tter to feel the knife, the cut,
The self pain that makes us better.

Do you want to judges us?
Do you want to be a dick?
Do you want to steal our survival
Do you value ideas over life?

Fuck you. We try to live
If we can

Revolving Door

The dance
Enter just so
Cooperating
In the pushing
Taking care
Of each other

Titrating the level of danger