The Wrong Kind Of Magic:
It's like I want to phase out
Without the calamity
A disappearance
Of magician proportions
And for my next act,
I will be vanishing into thin air
Or a heavy fog
Not to be found within it
Until I want to be
But I don't think
I want to anymore
~J.K.M
Garbage:
Perhaps if I throw myself out
With the rest of the waste
I'll find a better way to replace
My garbage attitude and this thing
Warping my reality
Maybe if I wait in the bin long enough
I'll decompose so much
That I'll become a decent human being
Maybe what I really need
Isn't a therapist
But the damn garbage man
~J.K.M
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1. An Implication (Poetry)
PoetryPoetry for humanity. A collection of thoughts. An array of poetry displayed in raw light. "For what it's worth, not even words can explain the complications in ones head." ~J.K.M.
