Perfectionism
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We Are Machines
A poem on toxic productivity They say producing is all That really matters To make things of worth And to make them faster They say we are machines Churning out produce We’re trees in a vineyard All our worth in our fruit But fruit fails And machines crack Achievements shine briefly Then fade into black… Continue reading
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They Bruised the Sky
Bloodied skies Over treacherous plains A weeping moon Has no words to explain Caskets carried On broken shoulders The funeral pyresNow overflowing What sort of violence Can bruise the sky? What sort of treachery Causes the moon to cry? Cruel words Catch in the flesh And bring a million Dreams to their death Continue reading
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Self Sabotage
A caustic emotion Muddies the water Like a belch of octopus ink Before it is slaughtered A desperate squirt In vain protection Leaves the animal In disorientation And in this swirl Of black catastrophe The octopus becomes Its worst enemy And so it swims Right into the trap As jaws thud closed With a thunderous… Continue reading
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Needles
A poem about shame A thin needleThrough her headAre the wordsThat her teachers said She feels itEvery single dayAnd there is no wayTo make it go away It sews in patternsOf inferiorityAnd crochets a latticeOf poisonous jealousy How can crueltyBe so intricate?It feels as ifIt was all deliberate So she will makeA pattern of her… Continue reading
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The Spiders are Watching
He sees clusters of eyes Brooding in the shadows Unblinking and fierce With irises of yellow He freezes in fear As webs wind His breath ensnared And placed to one side He holds glass Colder than ice The cracked edges Are sharper than a knife They will watch But will not help For the gold… Continue reading
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The True Crown
She holds in her hand A broken crown A diadem hidden Behind a crushed frown Glittering with jewels Catching rays of light But their radiant beauty Remains out of sight Kindness as emeralds Love as giant rubies Silky soft sapphires Shimmer in their brooding The cracks enhance Rather than taint Adding texture No jeweller could… Continue reading
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Depression FM
Depression is like A background radio Tuning into stations Trying to shame you The news bulletins recount Your latest failed projects Talk shows discuss Your many character defects The DJ plays The latest diss tracks A game show host presents A quiz on your dark past I suffered for so long From this abusive broadcast… Continue reading
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Ocean of Doubt
I felt adrift In this mindless ocean Each wave a voice Begging me to listen They urged me to chase Riches and fame That these would be The antidote to my shame I drowned in this cacophony Of utter nonsense Each wave driven By a desire for profits So in the depths I quietened my… Continue reading
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Perfectionism
Crack went the whip Anytime I stoppedIt bit like a viper So hard to shake off Every seat was a flame Every bed laced with nails Rest was the charge An arrest with no bail It read my to-do list When I tried to go to sleep When I collapsed to the ground It dragged… Continue reading
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Shipwrecked Dreams
The waves crash Onto the shore The voices of the lostIntermingle with the roar Abandoned dreams Towering ghost ships Careen towards the rocks Their flags hang limp A mishmash of flotsam Clogs the pearly beach A castle of wooden daggers A monument to defeat Amongst the rubble A common belonging A talent or a gift… Continue reading
Dawn & Dusk 