creative writing · original poetry by kyoko cole

I don’t like oneway streets

Closed ears Closed eyes Closed heart What a perfect start To a new year This isn’t my fault I didn’t start this mess But I’m the one who feels the stress And disrespect From you If I only knew But I did I just didn’t listen to myself When I should have But I listened…… Continue reading I don’t like oneway streets

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The night I touched the moon

i grabbed the moon and the stars started to scream i almost broke the skyWhy moon why? Everything I saw was beautiful It made me cry

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A happy poem for you

You are my love You piss in my garden And laugh about it After it’s been done You will always be the one For me You make me haaapppppyyyyyy. On nights like this I like to kiss The sweetness of your smile Oh please won’t you stay With my awhile. You can piss on my…… Continue reading A happy poem for you

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Apathy

A night A fuck A sore A bore It’s hard to ignore The lack of care In your stare Unaffected Disconnected It’s the way People in this town Seem to be Now And this apathy Is making me Want to get the fuck out Of this And jump into Something new.

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why do I write?

why do I write? I write to express myself. I write to create. I write to discover. I write because I can’t NOT do it. I write because I enjoy writing. I write to share a little bit about myself and to learn a lot about myself. I write cause I’m inspired. I write to…… Continue reading why do I write?

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thirty eight hours and useless her lonely mother remained silent resting on the shoulder of her companion the great sun and the heavens now seemed artificial. do we understand the power of our instruments? vanity of the vanities sometimes tried to stand and walk like us a coat of magnetic mindlessness the man with bad…… Continue reading

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Everything was not

i see stars
and bible thumpers
bloom and gloom
like the sound
of the man
ready for doom
I put my spell on you
just like before
only now
I am dancing
on the moonlight floor

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Sing birds sing birds sing birds sing Get away

3am sounds Of Birds and coyotes I wish I could speak to them I wish I could speak to you Get through to you But I’m starting to see That’s never going to happen I’ll probably make more progress with the birds and coyotes And him As he sits next to me on the patio…… Continue reading Sing birds sing birds sing birds sing Get away

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In Geneva no one can hear you scream

Time is a tick of the mind Where we once belonged Has gone far away Today And now Black smoke Beautiful losers A shout in the street Start to fade All that we made Is born to die A brief history of time Obsession Old lovers Under freeway balconies Nude naked and stripped Secrets behind…… Continue reading In Geneva no one can hear you scream

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Is anyone out there like me?

It may be That I don’t want to see All the things I see And maybe I don’t want to be This person who is me Who am I anyway? Am I just what others say? Or maybe just yesterday I meant something To you But not today Today we’re through maybe I don’t want…… Continue reading Is anyone out there like me?

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We can reach

I can’t Stand Being Without. You make me Feel something Whole I wish I Could Stop Time Space And age And this Stage I’m in I don’t know where To even begin Again Cause I want Everything I can’t have Right now Right here But I fear Too? Much And I fear Nothing at all…… Continue reading We can reach

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