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Thought I could put up
Some walls
To escape the maternal drain.
A wall to shelter me
-Or us - or them
From slumbers that are
Falling from the ceiling
Like bats
Or falling
Upon the people like a
Swarm of bees
(Pulling us up and smashing us down.)
I couldn’t even say
Habibi in a way that
Was acceptable to you –
Just as my dancing failed
To create triangular circles.
We used to walk
Those certain planes,
Used to call the delinquent
Narcissists foul flowers.
Feel the bees in your throat
Now. I hope they sting.
(The flat isn’t empty anymore)
Motivation from revenge
Is not needed. Be tasted
By their greedy little mouths –
Little mouths to pick you
To pieces as if you
Were living cotton candy
Instead of tarnished silver.
See how I can dance now:
A perfect circle.
Some walls
To escape the maternal drain.
A wall to shelter me
-Or us - or them
From slumbers that are
Falling from the ceiling
Like bats
Or falling
Upon the people like a
Swarm of bees
(Pulling us up and smashing us down.)
I couldn’t even say
Habibi in a way that
Was acceptable to you –
Just as my dancing failed
To create triangular circles.
We used to walk
Those certain planes,
Used to call the delinquent
Narcissists foul flowers.
Feel the bees in your throat
Now. I hope they sting.
(The flat isn’t empty anymore)
Motivation from revenge
Is not needed. Be tasted
By their greedy little mouths –
Little mouths to pick you
To pieces as if you
Were living cotton candy
Instead of tarnished silver.
See how I can dance now:
A perfect circle.
Literature
Sleep
some people lament
when it comes to that moment of the day
or night
when we fall to dreams
and sleep.
"such loss of time" they say,
"i could be doing things" they cry.
but i think that dreams are an adventure too.
i can be a king in my dream,
or a queen
- a drag queen -
as bold as anything!
or a drag racer.
i can even be a bunny or a cloud or a chef.
most importantly though,
i find,
i get to not be me.
Literature
sleepy
I WANT TO GET DRUNK
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Sleep Well
"Blast it, Sherlock, turn that damned thing down," hissed John as he stormed down the stairs and into the little living room of the flat he shared with the man in question.
The telly was on and blaring some crude show with a pair of so-called comedians screaming at the audience. John practically crushed the power button in his frustration, silencing the annoying device. His eyes flicked immediately to the couch, ready to chew that imbecile out for ignoring his right to sleep. However, it was rather to his surprise to see the man in question sprawled out across the couch, fast asleep himself.
John blinked for a moment. It was weird seeing Sh
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"habibi" means I love you in Arabic.
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