45. Poetry Collective


We remain forever editing.

Complicating everything

Because that is what we see is “easy”

(No title)

If I say yes,

Then you can say no


If I say no

Then you can say yes.


But if I do nothing

Then life won’t be happening.


It was black,

A plain black box.

4 black sides.

But take a look inside

There lays the endless pit

Black box with the black pit

Sitting in her chest.

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Santa isn’t real

The easter bunny—fake

Boggy-man a lie

The tooth fairy a hoax

Spinning our fantasies into reality

Setting up for ensued fatality.


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