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Writer's pictureSydney Woods

Are

You

Scared?


flutter.


Velox left

Velox right


spears

swords

armour


While you engage

Equipe

Equipe

Equipe


twelve of us


Six of us


our words

to your scales


Wings

Rubber

WRISTS


tete

a

Tete


spice

awoop


OVORaptor

Chaaaarge....


tools

strategy


Ahahaha

6ix feet under


formation


Adaptation


history


HISTO...RRRRRR...Y


glint in your eyes

sword at height


Collecting flakes

Thaaaaaanks.....

Writer's pictureSydney Woods

Updated: Jun 18, 2019

it is strange

that to be you

you must talk to others

on how to be you?


or the fact you can't

be you if you have

no one to be you around.


copies of our parents

spiced with culture

roasted with our generation's ideology

Diced with our peers perceptions.


honestly those dishes

hardly ever come out the

way they should.


alas the recipe is yet

to be rewritten.

Writer's pictureSydney Woods

it's so high

my fear i've tucked away

i wait a minute in another place

the echoes and splashes

take me to the cave


liquid crystal, though

i have no reflection

my thoughts reverberate back to me

too loud, like sirens


now someone approaches

oh no, he's brought my fear with him

i lower my lenses so he won't see

my mind is paralysed

of its own accord my body leaps


in the eternity of weightlessness

i spread my wings

the music of the swan

sings of what is done and gone


framed for impact

eyes wide and calm

I see Her in the mirror

brazen and whole


i drowned my fear

for fear it might drown me

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