sends me spectre;
hair whitens,
I grow thin,
feed on others’
energy,
since I have none.
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hai performance poetry and short fiction
hai performance poetry and short fiction
sends me spectre;
hair whitens,
I grow thin,
feed on others’
energy,
since I have none.
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Wordflower 
We are plump
Extra fat to give
Ears to hear
Arms to embrace
We are plump
The spectre passes
it
pffs at us
we know its
lure
the charms of old
the lies all told
We walk
when it tells us: fold
We talk
when it tries to cower us to silence
We are plump
Feed on our fat
Our brains know this beast
Its lies told
We walk
when it says fold
We stand
when it says cower
We are plump
Feed from us
Ignore the petty beast
Its lies old as time
Walk when it says fold
Stand don’t cower
Feed from us
We know sunshine
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This is beautiful! Thanks xo
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It’s from the heart. Feed from us when you need. We have extra. J xxx
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