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Where The Butterflies Don't Land
There's a rotting log in my backyard where a toddler used to sit.
It was sturdy back then, surrounded by tall grass and wheat.
The mountain view swept over her like a passing wind -
Your Consequence Is My Anger
Every action in this world bears a consequence.
Did it feel good when you screamed at me?
I found the voice to scream back
and now I can't stop screaming.
Are you happy now that I'm angry?
Do you derive satisfaction from my anger? -
Unironically
I cast spells
and I lead chants.
The god and goddess
look upon me
and hear me
and I kiss them
with lips of crystal
and sage.
I banish spirits
and read eyes
and lips
like tarot cards.
I carry the pentagram -
Fear of Speaking
Do you know the taste of chalk?
Some of you may think the thought disturbing
or just plain disgusting,
but that's what fear tastes like.
Have you ever been tongue-tied?
Many of you have and you have stories, -
I'm Home
In a few years, the house I grew up in will be sold or gone.
I have one more year of my childhood left to spend in it
before my life there becomes memories.
I can't imagine my life without this place, -
Half The Time (Half of My Heart)
Half the time my eyes are closed,
you seem to be glaring at me.
Half the time they're wide open,
they can't seem to meet yours.
Half the time I'm asleep dreaming,
you're wide awake in my mind.
Half the time I try to remember,