Moon Desert

Joined February 2021

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UK-based

BA in Cultural Studies

Crime Fiction: Love

Poetry: Friend

Psychology: Salvation

I write only because there is a voice within me that will not be still.

Sylvia Plath

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smooth show
I became a freak on stage to disclose all the intricacies of the so-called lowlife a pathetic show with me in rags
By Moon Desert2 years ago in Poets
behind a masked face
smooth lies lie behind the masked face sweet words to cover up a grave mistake injected for so long those roots started to stink
By Moon Desert2 years ago in Poets
my Freudian couch
lack of substance took me nowhere else but here to this place to reflect, among other things softened over the years
By Moon Desert2 years ago in Poets
nail in the coffin. Top Story - November 2023.
you were held on puppet strings while they assigned me wipe other people’s butts even though I had more knowledge in my head
By Moon Desert2 years ago in Poets
incunabula
I was wandering around for no reason I found all the worms right under my nose their transformation from larva to ladybug
By Moon Desert2 years ago in Poets
smooth silver bullets/around the round table
put in the corner, the shooting started silver bullets, well stocked with wrong words information withheld to observe behaviour
By Moon Desert2 years ago in Poets
Picture yourself
the softness of your cheeks smoothing out any roughness in sight everything’s fine inside smooth is my birthday, did I win?
By Moon Desert2 years ago in Poets
smooth ruffled feathers
still not enough to disclose despite drowning in the black perfectness conquest going ‘round rounded face and table trite
By Moon Desert2 years ago in Poets
dark paths
some will never get there along sordid smooth surface vile with mud soaked through the soles and darkness pervading angelic souls
By Moon Desert2 years ago in Poets
royal gloves
seeping smoothly through the cascades of feathers she rolls them up like sleeves for effect gently enchanting the party
By Moon Desert2 years ago in Poets
stage beast
this city is too small to grasp the enormity of what they have done mental health first aiders they are ruining my health
By Moon Desert2 years ago in Poets
the right to be forgotten
bitten by a scorpion and cut by razor blades my wounds are deep whilst facing adversity in the July dingy weather
By Moon Desert2 years ago in Poets