Poems de Osi

Hello Universe... Johnny here. Hello Universe... Johnny here
First let me offer my abundant
gratitude for your assistance in my journey thus far
You are quite the trickster my dea...
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Gingham Girl Peddling in 32 below
The crunch of timeless water below rubber tread
A quiet prayer to stay vertical
Three miles is a long time to flirt with hypothermia...
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Lost Piece (Over It Ending)
Wondering around on short legs
He scoured every foot of the all too familiar playground
He even peeked into those odd smelling areas he normally avoided
Holding his breath he...
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Escape We are the generations
Hiding scars from the days they’ve long forgotten
As the pattern continues it fills me with war
A battle with I-N-I...
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3 am The moon was asking for it all night
so I gave it to him
Stomping, thrusting
karma dripping from my pours...
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Become Greater It could have been a different story
But it wasn’t in the cards
I wanted to be a super being
Levitating and conversating with the gods...
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The Collective They exist
Anxiously anticipating my arrival
This brilliant beam will be welcomed
With jubilant screams and open arms...
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Against The Rain The girl who was too busy to be kissed
Too busy to be loved even a little bit
I thought she was amazing
Even when I knew nothing of her accomplishments...
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Polaroid Perception Draped in a silver moon the goddess dove into silky blue
Braving the frigid cold she plummeted through the pitch back
As her lungs begin to burn hopeless anxiety set in
Her fingers glanced off smooth scales beneath the barrie...
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Bags of Skin If personal journals exist past this
I await the moment
When the volumes are released
And I find light at my fingertips...
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Awaken What stories will I tell my children?
Will I speak of beauty unseen?
Majestic mysteries?
Or of paycheck produce and rotting energy...
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Dream Aborigine To dream Aborigine
To walk with rock calloused feet
To wander endlessly, knowing
To see past light and shadow...
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A Shadow on the Sundial For every shadow of the sundial
There is a downward smile
The ghost of Kodak’s past
And wishing water never splashed on the ass...
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Lost in Oblivion A vast grey blue forest, the chill of winter on the horizon,
and scattered crisscrossed tracks.
Footprints of a fragile boy.
The only touch still familiar is the brush of impeding branches,...
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When The Paint Dries The more I grow the less I know
Comfort in mystery
Flailing to reach such heights
Counting hours till drifting sight...
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Battery

We aren't far from batteries
New Age slaves distracted by trinkets
Give the average man a flatscreen
and he will will submit peacefully...
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A Sharpened Edge

dipping toes into void Dangling feet, teasing the abyss
the edge… put to test
the falling sensation was there
distinct, familiar, beautiful...
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Deepest Passion

My deepest passion is left bloody
Assaulted by candy store Dali Lamas
Shived by rear view Freud puppets
My deepest passion has no legs...
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Paper Airplanes

The saddest part of becoming an adult
is realizing no one really knows anything
Our interactions are knee jerk
Rote recitations of linguistic patterns...
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Momento

I am bigger than this
this pitifully little box I've climbed in
as if this bag of skin wasn’t restrictive enough
I had to start folding limbs...
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