(it was) A Rainy Day
Sarah Nielsen Sarah Nielsen

(it was) A Rainy Day

I stripped you of your modern day loincloths

dragged a tired man to the throne of ivory keys

we laughed as your took your position

ready to muse

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Introspection
Sarah Nielsen Sarah Nielsen

Introspection

I look inward and I can’t see

the room is the back of my eyelids

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Part of Me
Sarah Nielsen Sarah Nielsen

Part of Me

I hate this part of me,

which is all of me -

a part I can’t part with.

The part of me,

that is the part of me that others see.

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Corporate America Rage
Sarah Nielsen Sarah Nielsen

Corporate America Rage

it’s the ping that comes from oblivion -

delivered across pathways unbeknownst to man

but it lands so safely

in a square coral of savage madness

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Virginia
Sarah Nielsen Sarah Nielsen

Virginia

this woman

who lived an existence of strife

one taken in cold blood

she had a son

for he knew her

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Bound
Sarah Nielsen Sarah Nielsen

Bound

There is an old, white binder in the top of the office closet.

That inconspicuous place where belongings go to die - to be summoned by the goodwill box during the great spring clean.

It lives there, sequestered, breathing the dust of estrangement.

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