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Ghostwriter

What does it mean

to be a ghost

writer

does it mean you are a ghost

who writes

or a writer

who talks

about ghosts

or a writer who writes

on behalf of the ghost

population

or does it mean

the words disappear

from the page

as soon as

they’re written

only for you

to wonder what was

there

something you can feel

but not see

something you know happened

but you don’t know who made

that thing happen

or

why

they could not just show their face

say their name

celebrate themselves on the page

too

with their words

perhaps a ghost writer is

a medium

and the ‘real’ writer

is not really real

it’s just someone the ghostwriter

imagined

up

channeled

from another

life

of their own

because they were

too afraid

to say

‘I wrote this book’

this was my life before

and I want it to be

no more

Crying is Passion

Crying is

passion

for life

Feeling is through tears

not skin

Feel the pain

the joy

the loss

the happiness

within

Crying is not a sin

Embrace yours

your feelings

just cause

you want to

just cause

you can

let yourself

go

feel free

grieve

remember

explore from the inside

out

don’t forget to shout

go all out

crying

is

passion

for

life

Iron Butterfly

Ironically

eloquence

comes in

your final

hours, days, months, years

of desperation

after you’ve already asked politely

then questioned confusedly

erupted in anger

fallen silent

and erupted again

began to hate everyone

for a day

and everything

for an hour

lies seemed like the

only flowers that bloomed

after meaningfully meaningless discussions

which you wonder

really existed

in your mind

is where it all began

you went left

instead of right

you forgot you had to fight

things seemed easy for a while

you lingered too long on a smile

and now

ironically eloquence

comes in

your flickering final

glimpses of sanity

you know you’re not going to win

unless

you fly

Resistance-in-love

images

 

 

 

 

 

 

I’m here

doesn’t mean

be mean

don’t say what you mean

lean into your dislike

of my fight

let me know what’s wrong

what’s right

I’m here

doesn’t mean

don’t say

how you feel

forget to be real

imagine you’re in a soap opera

fantasy

you’ve seen on TV

you forgot you were free

you have choice

your voice

is a spiritual instrument

that provides nourishment

or disease

I’m here

doesn’t mean

look down on me

tell me my lipstick is missing

when I never bought it

or bought into it

I feel fine

sometimes I drink wine

sometimes I hang with this

or that one

I’m not ashamed to have fun

tell me my clothes are not right

tell me my shoes are too bright

when you put up a fight

that’s how I know I’m alright

Fierce Thoughts

How do all
these fierce
forums
change anything
when not
between us
and the police?
I need to see
a badge
invited
to the View
Fox
ABC
Then
It will be
SOMETHING