194 order

When Ugly eats Pretty,

When decay corrupts,
Order only seems disrupted.

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193 clouds

When clouds gather in my sky, and shadows paint monsters on my bedroom wall, I cower.

Until I trap myself in a corner.

And in my self-mutilation, the fragile shreds of domesticity are ripped from my soul.

I set aside the ethos and praxis carved in my mind

and deal with one undeniable imperative:

I choose to survive.

And the clarity that decision brings strips away

all the handicaps

I have adopted, to play small, so that I fit in.

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192 portal 03

In the narrow confines of my mind

I shrink and contract.

And then

I catch a glimpse of the sky

And remember

I am not this mind.

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191 mastery

I resist and struggle,

forgetting

I was made for this.

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190 monsters

In quiet suburbs,

Hidden, in clear view,

Dwell monsters.

Designer clothes

Designer toys

Designer tastes

A child in the cupboard,

A meth lab in the attic,

A body in the basement.

Isolated, Insulated, Incomplete.

Doing whatever it takes

To make ends meet.

Apparent normality

Shielding the depth

Of depravity.

Dead hearts and souls don't keep friends.

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189 eclipsed

Relentless, my doubts

Throw shadows across my mind

Yet still, hope shines bright.

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188 clarity

Clarity

is only achieved

when I choose

what to perceive

Being 

unconfounded

by

internal noise

I am able to see past

external distraction

And then

Reality

just

is.

ãKim Magennis 2016

187 love

Let me shelter you,

Dear sweet heart of mine

Let me defend you.

Let me be

Your safehouse.

And

You

Can be mine.

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186 pathways 03

As crisp, mountain melt

so consciousness

fills the pool of my mind:

unearned largesse

from above.

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185 joy

The joy of movement

flows through her skin.

Muscle, bones, tendons

all respond in

an ecstasy

of speed,

and power.

The ultimate freedom:

to be all that she can be.

ãKim Magennis 2016

184 eagle eyes

Keen eyes,

what do you see?

Do you see the husk

or, do you see me?

ãKim Magennis 2016