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Laughing Maid

TO BE AN ANGEL...

Some Women/Some Woman

The Knowledge...

Time Does Not Recognize Me



I'm A Slug

Home, Ghuey, Sweet Home

If This Is Any Art For Which You Care

I Talk To A Machine In My Darkness

I Long For Stars

And Even Stars Die

Crowded Out

So You Do (May 10, 2010 written for June 1987)

All Beings Considered

Storms

what makes a monster (sympathy for the monster)

Max on the max

why We celebrate the losers

Make (of) Me A Snow Angel

The Times Have Come Back Of Great Want And Lack, This Is The New Great Depression

The Light Goes On In The Attic (WeAll Have Addictons)

Little Water Bug ( learning the lesson of true pain)

Hope You Enjoyed The Eclipse While It Lasted

Written For My Father Who Isn't Here To Know

I Feel Fine(r)

And With Words I Let Them Go

Used to Think I Could Fix Them.

Sometimes Love Comes With Electricity

Into The Swirling Sea Of White.

Boy Restored

Life's A Candle

Malla Batsick

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As Sick As My Secrets


I think I wear a cloak
of invisibility
I have a set of masks
I do a lot of tasks
which are diversions
they are my big prestige
voila my dears
don't really look at me

you are only as sick as
your secrets

I've amassed plenty
as many or more than
my years
perhaps enough to match
the tears I've cried

I deal them out
like carefully played hands
and whisper of them with only
those who might have the time
to understand
because so many don't
and so many crave perfection even though
many have their secrets too

there are so many people hiding
in plain sight
trembling
right in front of you.



written directly to the page
(WELL ACTUALLY ON A SCRAP OF NAPKIN)
May 1, 2017 11:39am PST date time stamped
LEGAL COPYRIGHT FOR THIS WORK/POEM
AND ALSO FOR THIS WRITER/AUTHOR MELISSA A HOWELLS
AND ALSO FOR THIS LEGALLY COPYRIGHTED SITE TITLE:
MELOO STRAIGHT  FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD





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