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Juan Michael

Juan Michael

Poetry interrupted

I opened my page and saw that my words were infused with a new meaning beyond that which I even knew they could.
 
They carry a secret message, a portal to a potential transaction, so happy to offer my thoughts as a medium for consumption.

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Otras obras de Juan Michael...
the miles between life

My mind is a million miles away fr… How’d I get all the way over here… Is there a train going back? Can I get back by 6am tomorrow mo… I gotta be in the icu,
forget time

unwanted connection to my youth uninterrupted stream of consciousn… first memories linger and manifest periodic reminders of what I can’t… my escape from the void
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Burning Olive Trees in Palestine

The two whirling white clouds of s… One soft and sweet from burning ol… The other harsh and irritating fro… The billowing smoke choked out Pa… But only for the moment where brea…
MODEERF

It doesn’t come through governance… it has existed all throughout. It doesn’t come through war, fear and revenge masquerade as lib… It doesn’t come through money,
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Inhibition

I live on the knifes edge where if I stray even a millimeter to the left I am convinced that any and every flaw
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Stuck Love and Smoke

I hate that you smoke I despise that we choke on our desperate attempts for irrational contempt my best efforts remote
love in pain

did my love, flow in tides, like the ocean, as small currents, travelin round,
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Steal Time Running

I was open to trying. I was open to overcoming, and I found you running away. I don’t know where to stand, to make you not afraid of me.
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Black Smoke

Pestering funnel of delinquency, hovering in the stratosphere for a… from where we lit the lake of fuel… Spewing and billowing off to the n… forecasting trouble in the lands o…
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The uneventful haunting

If a demon appeared at my window I would laugh and say what world are you trying to find and who are you looking for, me are you looking for me?
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identity

First thought not about ethnicity, but rather, that someone could exist between identities, but society is constantly rejectin… Identity is spiky, it’s painful,
Abundance sometimes Green

full, cold-water, facial submersio… eyes closed, holding breath, the park bursts forth with green l… draping down from liberated trees, and yellow—brownish stains of moss…
voice

In these moments between focus, be… in these moments between effort an… in these moments between experienc… where I want to not want, but also… I have weak footholds for what is…
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Walking River

River is always changing, with a crack coming out of the cli… the river from the cliffs, down to the beach, carved out in an alcove,



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