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Why do I keep chasing the bone?

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  • therapisttales 2w

    PAUSE

    The longest time I had traveled
    Was the night you died
    And I had lingered in this chaos
    For any one that gives a dime
    For one more fight

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  • therapisttales 4w

    LIBRA

    Games are in the midst of
    Jumping and bowing
    Fights; getting hurt and hurting
    Is it breaking up with your friend out of envy
    Or getting along with your enemy?
    Maybe you want to taste the seesaw danger.
    Nothing holds you stranger.
    Do you have the strength
    To find yourself in the clouds?
    But you are your own reverse,
    Don’t sew any rips in vain
    It's all you, better or worse.

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  • therapisttales 4w

    LIMITS

    I don't want my freedom to turn into exhaustion
    Like a bird that has died from overeating
    Pushing my stomach to the fullest
    Having too much cargo to fly
    Yet I don't forget my sisters in cages
    Who are born with broken wings
    It is important to set meaningful limits.
    Either with a square or a triangle
    Building doorways in vertices
    Hiding all my secrets.
    Hiding from both eternity and captivity:
    I don’t go round in circles.

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  • therapisttales 4w

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    Are stars vertices to doorways?

  • therapisttales 4w

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    Reading dozens of poems under the same title. Reminds me of 1984. Taking orders, turning corners.

  • therapisttales 4w

    RECKONING

    The sea is beautiful by the shore,
    The sand, when the waves gently hit.
    We together have created a muddy pit.
    Here, you cannot be “me” as much as you want,
    And I cannot turn back to the ground.
    If we want to get out,
    the sands we hold on will fall out.
    If we pretend to be dead,
    the water will call out.
    Do you think it's a coincidence
    for us to meet in the same drip?
    Everybody one day will come to terms
    with the dough they are made of
    When they take of the dress of innocence,
    Adam, Eve and the rib.

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  • therapisttales 4w

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    raindrops are like the footsteps of nothingness

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  • therapisttales 5w

    EXPECTATIONS

    I wrote a fairy tale
    The life erased it
    I was not bewildered,
    Did what I did before

    I wrote a fairy tale
    No one believed it.
    I read it to myself though
    It was kind of wicked.

    I love writing a fairy tale
    Every now and then
    It might sound non-existent
    But it is never too distant.

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  • therapisttales 5w

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    Asking everyone that who they are in sooth
    What about telling yourself the truth?

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  • therapisttales 5w

    MINDFUL

    Staying in the moment with your five senses
    Running after a kite
    Hearing the whistle of a seagull
    Tasting ice cream at the beach benches
    Building a world in a play
    No matter how much you repeat
    Always feeling like the first time
    Childhood
    Incidentally mindful
    Beatifully defenseless
    Not chasing victory
    A place where you started
    Where you want to arrive to nonetheless

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