No-vember.
Warm-up seminar before
De-cember hits.
Solemn and humble
preach down our sins.
No-vember, beloved is here.

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We've marched all this way.
We've whistled all day.
Till the air tickled our teeth
Till we could find them numb.
We hoped our tunes could echo
In this ignorant room.
We hoped someone
Would catch our lungs.
And study our stories
By the way we whistle.

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Fear of darkness.
Love for darkness.
Walking blindfolded
In the dark.
Direction less.
Groping empty air.

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Dear Ma,
How did you find the courage to hang your dreams in the dressing room before you left for us ?

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I hate how
An incompetent bore you are.
I go set you up
With a couple of bores.
To no surprise
They too passed you as a bore.

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It's either licking
Sweetness
Or.
Choking on salt.

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Giving you away
Was like
Prostituting
my love.

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That's the terrifying pain of
Wanting to write and share.
Scratch out old wounds.
Emotional strip naked before people you've never met.

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They suspect my skill behind a desk.

Shut up.
Get back.
To here.
Reality.

Get back now.
Straight lines. Perfect curves.
Black and White.
Coat. Suit. Tie.
Mullah. Cash. Dosh.
Is all that matters.

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