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Far From Me - David Joseph Ostrowski

furthest field in green; bashful painting--- i don’t know the color of one but not the other, far from me. your gaze inward blank in returns, no thanks gifted out is given. guess it’s what keeps you living so far away. but a moon does have to rise even if it’s black for an entire night. like an ornament hung in tinsel sky, all it can do is reflect back light. when i am a girl i’m not a pretty girl. but you are just a child, not a man--- you are too wild. but far too old. but sun does have to rise even if it’s gone for an entire night. like a bulb hung in tinsel sky, all it can do is churn out light.

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Don’t Turn the Page - David Joseph Ostrowski

maybe you were right, maybe i’m just mean, or maybe i’m a page you decided to turn that you didn’t read. well maybe this time we could give another go. if there’s a thought at all in your head for me could you reach out and let me know? doesn’t it seem odd? or doesn’t it seem strange? why do our bodies feel this old if we can’t act our age? but now maybe you were wrong; what you don’t like ain’t me. like when you’re staring at my whistling body you a reflection of something you don’t wanna see. there’s no other motive i have. i need you to know that the right thing to do ain’t to let this go. it isn’t that i don’t see it’s gone. i’ve sifted the right from the left and the wrong, and i’m left with a story too long for a song. i will not chase just a feel. what can be gained i am determined to steal. so if you should decide to put me back in your life, be certain the science is firm on your side. do not go quiet into that black night--- rage, rage, rage. rage, rage, rage.

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God Herself - David Joseph Ostrowski

can’t let it die. how many speeds between here and and light? come from afar to spend too much time at a neighborhood bar. drunk and afraid, walloped by light in a highspeed rain. trundle bed for the nearly living and already dead. i shave my head. i turn beet red. no point in ending the story; battle ahead is already boring. god herself will forget you. god herself will regret you. the devil gives you his chair. you’re evil but i love you. you’re evil but i love you. spires to the sky; earthward in the dawn as well as the night. townhouses apart, no parents to watch us, supervise what’s ours. long live the queen--- the one you’ve rejected and the one that’s in me. out and then back in--- delegated wonder, bureaucratic sin. wrong last few choices. quivering boys’ voices. settling for noises. settling for noises. knowledge robbed you blind, the boxes, shackles of your mind. god herself will forget you. god herself will reject you. the devil throws up his hands. you’re evil but i love you. you’re evil but i want you. wrong last few choices. quivering boys’ voices. settling for noises. settling for noises. you stream like a show i watch; a red light that ain’t gonna stop. god herself will forget you. god herself will regret you. the devil gives you his throne. you’re evil but i love you. you’re evil but i want you. you’re evil but i love you. you’re evil but i want you.

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Have to Do It - David Joseph Ostrowski

you don’t have to do it. when you say that you do you don’t have to do it. you don’t have to do it. when you say that you do you don’t have to do it. melody on the rocks fuck these sounds we’re giving each other, let’s just get off. it’s cold as ice in here. crack open another beer. you kiss me when you’re drunk. now i suppose you could leave me at the following stop. it’s a miracle now. get set, i’m ready to come down. no, you don’t have do it. when you say that you do you don’t have to do it. you don’t have to do it. when you say that you do you don’t have to do it. you don’t have to do it. when you say that you do you don’t have to do it. you don’t have to do it. when you say that you do you don’t have to do it. karaoke, and we close the bar. i see the switch in your eyes, from silver moons to the dark. it’s more of the same. how quickly, love, your mind is changed. you don’t have to do it. when you say that you do you don’t have to do it. you don’t have to do it. when you say that you do you don’t have to do it. you don’t have to do it. when you say that you do you don’t have to do it. you don’t have to do it. when you say that you do you don’t have to do it. you don’t have to do it. when you say that you do you don’t have to do it. you don’t have to do it. when you say that you do you don’t have to do it.

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Do You Feel Seen? - David Joseph Ostrowski

did you replace that toilet seat? did you delete all those tweets about me? did you take that break you needed to take? did you patch that wall in the kitchen, babe? do you still brag ‘bout how long it’s been since the last time you drank and sinned? do you still watch the show we binged? do you still complain about all you get? why are you doing the least when you want me the most? you’re always running away when you wanna pull close; i see you. do you talk behind my back the same way you do these other little soldiers when we were in the spoon? i see you. sticking to your rhythms, sticking to your rules; you’re burned when it’s hot but you cry when it cools. the backyard door still gets stuck. you’re still too old to be this young. do those salads you make keep it at bay--- the feeling that there’s something important at stake? i know that you wanted to be nothing; put your back into this tried routine. the river runs deep and the earth stands still; you’re calling it a truce but my blood still spills. i see you. will all these ceremonies and temples you build keep good love away and keep your mind filled? i see you. no, you can’t cop out, gotta do the work. you’re blaming it all on what shit comes first--- i see you. they say that every good thing, well it must have an end, but i can tell that you’ll always be like this. i see you.

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Make Me Go - David Joseph Ostrowski

i was a hoper but now i’m an eagle, looking back from the coach, inspiring evil. but i’ll be the dustbowl to wrap you up in dust. i’ll be the election you can’t bring yourself to trust. i’ll be the mansion, the painted little bust. i’ll be the ending, the uneaten crust. i’ll be the disaster you can’t get out in front. i was a harper, i harped on everything, swearing in tongues of god when i’m singing. but you can taste the dust on your lips can’t you? you can still vote even though it’s no use. you can still live here, yes, you can still choose to spoil the end, to pick up the refuse. let the world fall around you and pick up the clues. i dressed you once now you dress me in shutters. i made you a new sound you never heard, a new word. but now you’d rather have the outer spaces; last was first. i read all the books but you’ll always outread me. i came to you fulfilled but you always deplete me. you were the garden i needed to plant, and you were the speech i needed to rant. you were the golden sun’s morning beam slant, the tired dog’s summer midday pant. if i were the can then you were the can’t. i had you once now you’ve got me. i shudder. i died in heaps in your sagging house last summer. we resented each other and now we don’t. what’s the matter? i wanna be angry with you one more time. i wanna be soaked inside your maddening light. i wanna shoot and miss, my sneakered feet to lift, a good, good aim, one we never got to get. why do you take that opportunity from us? i’ll read the books you had said i should read. i’ll believe the things you would have me believe. i can be the joy your structure demands. i can be the work that you do with your hands. i can be sweetness to your bitter reprimand. i can be the silence when you need to understand why you ever had to make me go.

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Living the Dream - David Joseph Ostrowski

well i’m living the dream, don’t know who’s dream though, without you in my bed or me in your home. rhyme scheme baby on the edge of a prose. i don’t typically do this but adrianne told me when life gives you lows go ahead with the punch and your dream of the throes. you’re alone. well i’m living the dream, but i wanna wake up, without your arm round my neck or your wine in my cup. rhythm of the rain in a summer heat sup to keep that old black cat from trying to get out. i know what i need, i got it all figured out. but you’re all done. weight of the world on a girl you don’t want. can’t even bleed; where is my blood?

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