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She is meta-fire; greater than flame,
more than illumination: She is
the heat that dances in the dark.
I am from loneliness; I am from flashing lights and dim lamps,
shouts and he-man-protection-strength in front of a brown couch.

I am from snow castles built by mythical sober giants
and destroyed by real rain and poured beer cans;
from nightmares and contingents of stuffed animal sentries.

I am from sawdust. The scent of creation and reverberation.
I am from the solidity of a bookshelf that holds Sunday Comics;
I am from the memories of my father reading “Calvin and Hobbes”.

I am from fried chicken and picnics and grease and broken plates.
I am from having everything swept under the table and forgotten
until my father is thirsty again.

I am from escapism, I am from depression, I am from loneliness,
flashing lights, dim lamps and the tension in my arms from selfish love.
I am from growing up surrounded by trees and fields and imaginary friends.

I am from humming and laughing from nonsense lyrics. I am from
“Oh big buck pheasant from Kalamazoo” and catching crawdads in the summer.
I am from learning how to drive on roadless fields and twilight roads.

I am from creeping self confidence; slouching toward happiness,
sneaking into funny chemicals that stabilize the hormones in my brain.
I am from forcing myself to fight to get better. 
I am from my best friend, I am from my lover, I am from my wife.

I am from fear, I am from depression, I am from loneliness,
flashing lights, dim lamps and bullet holes in a self drawn portrait of my father.
I am from repainting walls with him and never asking about his suicide note,
but knowing it’s something I will never forget.

I am from a long time ago. The parallel universe of past thoughts.
I am from the future of everything falling into place.
I have walked away from loneliness, from flashing lights and dim lamps.

I am from myself.
Humillionaire. Now that's a great fucking word. You're welcome.


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Current Residence: Idaho
Operating System: Windows 7.
MP3 player of choice: winamp 5.
Wallpaper of choice: it's random-ized-ish.
Favourite cartoon character: Stewie; Fry; Zoidberg; Bender; Homer; The Comic Book Guy.


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Footnoting Featured By Owner Feb 21, 2016
Thanks for the watch and the fave.
Footnoting Featured By Owner Feb 8, 2016
I am utterly overwhelmed by the immense beauty and prowess of your poetry.
wildmonky Featured By Owner Feb 21, 2016  Student Writer
thank you. i'm overwhelmed at your comments and enjoyment. i don't write much anymore. but i'm thankful for your appreciation.
Footnoting Featured By Owner Feb 21, 2016
Regarding not writing much anymore, perhaps it is just a lull between two segments of your life.  The great American poet, Wallace Stevens, fell silent for nearly ten years between the publication of his first book and the next poem he published afterward.  Almost a decade, and he came out much better for it.  With your obvious talent, one can only hope for many poems in the future from you, so, again, I hope more poems will come to you in their good time. 
ShadowSpyProductions Featured By Owner Jan 14, 2016  Student Filmographer
I liked your stamp :thumb51408258:
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