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Theatre

To be respected is to entertain, put on a good show and they shall remain, master the script print it in veins, so your body moves before does your brain, how you do that? they say just smile and stand tall, blood caked in your creases keep it hidden from all, command the wind lights focused on, seats are empty when should I stop? they have kind faces but they feast on your fear, always hungry for more those proud musketeers, nights doesn't end never comes the dawn, but applause doesn't wait the show must go on.

hurricane

I  can pick your sound in a room full of noise, force my feet to turn when I hear your voice, I still see you from afar like a shining bright sun, but even icarus couldn't fly after his wings burned, I despise your smile or  dimples poking out, clenching my fists leting my chest pound, do you search for me? when I turn my head away, if I look in your eyes maybe I'll want to stay, shall I take a leap of faith? will you hold me this time? maybe we're those ships that cross once in a while, eternal are not people only stories remain, perhaps not in this life but I'll find you again, if the fate persists we'll set it on flames, warm soaking into bones dance in a hurricane.

nomad

 stalking up the streets of every city and town, trying to find my name somewhere written on a house, shall I dive to the bottom? grow a pair of gills, shall I leap out of bounds? sprout a pair of wings, build a burrow under sand rummage through a nest, hide into a cave or cry in my mother's chest, does it even exist? a place called home, perhaps in the heavens mirage of some sorts, stuck into a labyrinth so many different roads, expanding my lungs I peep into my own, there under my ribs I found a nomad's soul, living a little everywhere roaming happily alone.   

earthbed

Big old city you're a little too loud, well trodden pavements getting lost in crowds, Itch beneath my skin I can't even prod, pull on my bones I can't control, hold on for a second tune out the noise, ringing in my head is that my own voice? can you hear my heart poking in my ribs, singing with birds dancing with the winds, why are you rushing ahead walking so fast, you'll crush the sapling poking his head out, leave me behind let me lay on ground, warmth enclosing me I'll sleep so sound, maybe I'll come back after I cross the veil, to see the earthbed grow mosses on my grave.

shadows

oh hush little baby won't you hear me? we can sit in silence, I'll just accompany why do you fear me? I don't have a face, do you see yourself? I'll not ask your name, dark is not so bad renders people blind, you can cut your threads cry a river inside, can't we be friends? abyss won't led you stray, I'll hold your hand hear what you say, we could be together make our own plays, but here is not your home I can't let you stay, don't you worry little one I'll follow your way, beneath your footsteps behind the light rays.

Little me

you stifled your voice when it got too loud, took to small places never wanting to be found, lumps in your throat you swallowed at once, rocks on your chest you pushed them down, people you bled for left an empty husk, like ashes after burning smothering in dust, staring ahead so far with head in the clouds, ghost in your own memories weaving through crowds, i remember you wondered if you were too broken? if you will be saved? or just die rotten if only you could see time's gonna heal, white lines we wore are starting to thin, i search you in shadows feel you under my skin, layers under my core where you have always been, I'll hold you close now you should go to sleep, you were so brave rest well, little me.

sinners

what is this feeling that creeps along my chest, whenever I see you smile takes away my breath, dancing hues on your cheeks your hands presses on mine, like the sea blushes when sky is painted wine, flowers bloomed beneath my ribs that was when I knew, like sunflower to the sun I always turned to you, they call us sinners for the feelings we lay, I wonder if it would be fine if we were born the other way, I'm tired of hiding the pretense of being friends, denying a piece of me for the sake of everyone else, maybe we can commit this sin if it promises us forever, maybe the earth won't judge us we can rest our bones together.