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poems

advisor

by heather anne3 Comments on advisor

in hopes once more
a friendly energy
money left on the table
and maybe
a way to make this work

a means of using
tyrannical reserves
to our benefit
a strong defense

take a page from change
in this case,
make it an arrangement
be willing to fail
be broken into pieces

if nothing else,
it could help ease some fears
after so long
because obviously
I’m not to your liking

that’s why
if there’s any room left

all’s well that ends well, right?

poems

the wound

by heather anne8 Comments on the wound

stolen like ocean out of sand
all the jokers on the land shout, ha!
painful echo taunting disfavored faces,
diluting their last cries into the grain.
nothin’ left now but the broken shell,
and all the pretty ladies admiring
the blood as it pours out of
the wound.