MAYHEM
Issue Three – October 2015
ISSN 2382-0322
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Joshua Morris
MAKEDAMNSURE
You wrapped my neck in nylon you found by the rocks at the wharf
And attached tiny shells
Sliding each one into place
Naturally I showed my parents
Who didn’t know what to think of you
You bring down a forest in your attempts
To share your feelings
I like you
Is a story you never cease to illustrate
With the frame of your hazel eyes
Trying to trap a memory of me
You would spend each and every recess
Spying on me
Enlisting others into your
I-just-want-to-play-with-yoyos
Scheme
Checking the mail box is a habit
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Issue Three – October 2015
MAYHEM
ISSN 2382-0322
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I know you took from me
Pulling scrunched up circulars
Through the slot
And you scared me when you took your
Hollow death threat
From a Taking Back Sunday song
You want to break me down?
My parents took it a lot more seriously than I did.
The school counsellor
Gave you a restraining order
Despite the fact
Every single class we took was the same
Your heart bled on your sleeve
And it became increasingly hard to avoid
The arterial spray
Bursting
Over the bush where you hid your
Pencil case for a laugh
For three years I had to survive
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MAYHEM
Issue Three – October 2015
ISSN 2382-0322
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Under the barrage of your misplaced
Love
But I did
And I hope
I
Hope
Eight years from now
The guilt still weighs you down
Enough to write a poem about it
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