Love wins
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Kindling
what if the one
you thought was on your side
is actually the one
pouring gasoline on the fire
keeping you safe
for their own entertainment
but just until the moment
they run out of kindling
and then, just like that
toss your broken heart
onto the flames
without a second glance
-b.e.
the snake
beware the snake who claims
you’re a friend
with its smooth words
and promises of loyalty
carefully tucking away words
slipping notes
saving secrets
to throw against you
when it needs to escape
for it’s own pride
luring you with friendship
lancing you to save it’s skin
leaving you to clean up the mess
-b.e.
Missing
a woman is missing
lost in a world created by anxiety and driven by depression
can she break the cycle of anger
is it too late
has she caused damage
irreversible by change
will she ever find herself
internalize her strength
rescue it from her own mind
Memories
the things i remember
are not the ones you would think
the dark purple glow of the stairs
leading to an underground comedy club
low lighting and fallen ceiling in a crowded room
chairs and tables that hadn’t been changed since the 80s
crowding around a tiny cafe table with you, our friend and his flavor of the month
i don’t remember the act
you tell me it was bill burr
i don’t even remember the jokes
but I remember feeling joy
absolute joy
and laughter
i remember walking to the metro
being stopped buy a movie set
60s era cars racing through our eye line
like we’d traveled through time
i remember walking through the streets of D.C
lit up by democracy and capitalism but mostly i remember
taking your hand
and living for the moment
Shattered
Hurt before she’d been
A plate shattered on the floor
And then suddenly
Someone came to pick her up
Without even knowing it
They glued her back together
Piece by piece
Car Lunches
Sitting in my car
Publix sandwich on my lap
Snow Patrol on the stereo
Or the Fray
They always spoke to me in those moments
Those moments were I was a girl of unrequited love
Hoping one day you would find me
-b.e.
Aviation
Waterfall of pink
Over cool rocks of ice
Sweet taste of summer
Splash of bitter notes
All for my benefit or detriment
A few hours worth of numbness
an evening’s full of peace
-b.e.
Who I Am
i am not limited by your perception of me
i am who i am
and it’s taken me a long time to figure that out
to learn what is me
and what was forced on me by you
what was carved into me by you
it’s been painful
to peel back each layer
to question what i thought was myself
and find out that it’s not
to discover me
the pure unadulterated version of who i am
for that i will be forever grateful
-b.e.
b.e. poetry: A place for my words 