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C
See me through wind
see me through fire
see me through storm
see
see me sunshine
see me glory
see my morning
stay of the night
nothing is wrong
everything is write
so go away
for another day
C
tomorrow
 
C control
c is for control
your inability
to let go
your controlling nature
control
control
when will you be happy?
when will you be satisfied?
when will you stop pretending?
you cleaned the flower beds today
C cleaned
like you do all the time
just before the guests
stop living this way

she is not here for the flowers
she is here for the company
C company
 
C I could be
C crass, rude and a
C cUnt
I couldn't sign in with Love Child, Mirah or the other, this one makes too much sense, the other loves too much, the other disdains too much. This is not about sense, this is about non sense,
C couldn't child cunt cents
 
W wierd, I was the child after all. She has an open mind. She is seeing things through different eyes. She is trying different avenues. She is going to understand. She is going to step back. Pray. Ask Questions. Not judge. Smile. When one person is spiining in thier storm like a tornado and I can just stand by and watch. I don't have to react or act. I can just be.

4C for I couldn't even figure out what she would want, what she would need, her hand on the handle, her fear, her trauma. Nothing can take it away. NOthing can stop the wound, the bleeding. I just let her bleed all over the carpet.
C carpet
 
C the plasticC C chemical that you burned kills my body. I smeel it every day in the pan, the handle that you burned, the
C Christ, it seriously fucks with my body
 
Oh. I missed this. But it was an April Fool, but then coffee is cool. We need to go over to the Village Voice. They have a poetry on the subway article. No one responded. It buried at the bottom, by now. No one will care if we move in. I am always Neon. We can give one another "likes". Maybe some of the important ones will join us and give us jam. And give us "likes" That have never seen Face book. Maybe we can do that. Maybe Tisi can bring her golden Chucky cheese coin and let us have a look. yeah. Maybe. We can do that. Did i mention that this is the Village Voice? The one they have in NYC on Cooper St?
 
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