Last night
The wind
Took my chair
Much to my
Displeasure
But the chair
Didn’t care
As it floated
Away, miles
From the stoop
From which
It had come
Snatched and
Stolen by
Nature, and
Flung down
The street
An adventure
For plastic
And bolts
anna magee (February 27th, 2021)
https://www.buymeacoffee.com/artsymagee/stolen-chair
The Fall
A.M. Watson (aka @artsymagee)
anna magee (April 3rd, 2021)
https://www.buymeacoffee.com/artsymagee/jenness-beach
We took a walk
through Portland lights,
He asked me why
breakups made him feel like a
balloon pressing too close to
a sharp ceiling
He looked at me and smiled
But he didn’t choose me.
At 3 am he wrapped his thoughts
A little too closely to the pain
So I tiptoed up stairs at dawn
And slid into his bed
To warm his body and his brain
But he didn’t choose me.
On rainy nights we jumped in puddles
and talked about the future
in a playground down the street
He told me his dreams
And I told him mine
A shooting star crossed the sky
But he didn’t choose me.
Down the road now a little ways
In a sunny September glaze
He told me he missed me
In the bed in the attic
He cried into my body
And I felt my release
But he didn’t choose me.
He came back again
The weekend after
To drink the devil’s wine
Drunk; a laugh, a kiss
Talk of old times
He said he was sorry
But he didn’t choose me.
Now the summer sun
Is obscured behind buildings
Touching the sky
And he took me to his heart
And gave it all to me
And said if he could go back
And do it all again
He would choose me.
I fought my way into his head
Into his thoughts, into his bed
For so hard and so long
But now that the time had come
All the things inside my head
All the things he’d ever said
Built a wall between him and I
He asked me to choose him.
I chose myself.
anna magee (~ July 2016)
https://www.buymeacoffee.com/artsymagee/love-portland
anna magee (~July 2017)
https://www.buymeacoffee.com/artsymagee/central-park-lunch
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anna magee (~January 2016)
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An opening wound Begging for a beauty scar, Just like her young heart.
anna magee
https://www.buymeacoffee.com/artsymagee/2-499019
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