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Poetry

Raging Humanity

Where do I put the pieces of me

that I do not wish to see?

Where do I put the pieces of others

that cut my gentle flesh

and baste me in the black oil

of smiles and lies?

Are we not all perfect, here?

Are we not all, nice?

Tied in the sweetest bows

of comfort and light

are the stories we tell.

Tied by the jagged boundaries

of our own

raging

humanity.

Open your eyes.

It is time

to wake

up.

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Categories
Life

Darling and Broken

Darling and broken:

spinning a circle

of light and dark.

Darling

is to be all that we wish to be.

Broken

is to be all that we choose to deny.

Darling and broken.

Balance.

Darling and broken.

Human.

Categories
Life

The Demon

Deep in the guts of humanity

lies a secret.

The secret of the dark.

Peeking through the curtain, always.

A demon

hiding

within.

The world sees an angel:

‘Welcome, lovely one. We choose you.’

Meanwhile,

the demon cackles on.