Member Poem

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Dragged from warmth

Stains of incubation

Kissed and smothered 

By blinding light
And your creators

This is your chance to cry;

This is your oxygen

 

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Bliss and sage heroics,

The arms that hold you

A perfect unit

Sister of infinite justice

From parents of the same

Idyllic landscapes roamed  

In perfect timing

Respect, the vehicle you ride 

Toward the invitation to everything.

 

 

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So this is what shame is

It takes on your other side

It walks you to school and there is

A laugh track directed at you as you 

Start to drift out of focus

 

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Intercepted by friendship

Those two climbed fences

And built a shelter from sleds

On the top of the most 

Unforgiving hill in town,

Iced over.

 

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The first time you ask who you are is silent

You don’t know where to find the words

 

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Sweet-scented smoke surrounds you

In cars in rocking chairs in parks in alleyways

You are an artist you tell yourself

But you are mostly unsure

You are mostly afraid

You mostly think

You don’t know anything

 

 

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Your chance is waiting and 

You are going to let it

You dabble but mostly

Feel impertinent toward conviction

This is where you’ll stay for some time.

It’s not choice so much as choicelessness.

 

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Death in the unit

A father disconnected from

The tubes that kept him with us

The sister of Infinite Justice

Hurt and you are helpless to it

What can you do? You have no answer

This is the start of the first ending

 

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It’s not your fault the world fell apart, is it?

 

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Was it your fault?

 

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It must be someone’s fault

 

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Eyes open after forgotten time

Startled to be aroused by life she,

the one who waited, is there to resurrect

She sits beside you, takes your hand

She’s showing you you’re in there

And that you’ll soon be ready