Box of Aliens

Box of Aliens

A Poem by Whales

Oh to sleep.
Cards of little rectangles and sawdust
Activate your power dear girl.
Cuts of sunshine and happiness
Run along with me
Collapse in blankets 
Of fire and computer parts
Beauty of the leaves and stars
Not close enough.
V...
Vi-WHALE!
Shout!
Scream!
You are happy!
Show it!
Go to sleep.
This was pure.

© 2012 Whales


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this is meditation of self inflicting thoughts, breaking on the edge of something you want to cause....good stuff

Posted 13 Years Ago

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Whales
Whales

Southborough, MA



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http://www.writerscafe.org/whaleand After writing this so many times I'm just gunna say it simple. I hate my poetry here but I don't want to delete it because or memories or whatever. But, I like s.. more..