Magnetic Poetry Saturday

it is their lies that
are most repulsive…
and watching others
grow drunk from this
drooling drivel
makes me want
to heave

if only I had let myself
linger a bit longer, my lips
drinking in every dazzling
inch, for I am haunted by
things I can’t remember

my favorite moments
are the times I
remember to
trust the voice
of my inner child

souls like roots need
seasons of quiet…the
beautiful dark, deep of
the in between

~kat

Magnetic Poetry


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