Guilliean reads three of her poems; read along with the poems while you’re listening!

Kiss of Def

Forever the sickest
This is how I see myself
A little bit cynical, always a miracle
I learned early on,
Depend on no one  but yourself
Call it a front, call it a shield
Ain't no one but me stepping out on the field
Life is but a dream, but loneliness is my reality
Solitude / platitudes / gratitudes are such unreality
Melodies and songs plow through my mind
These are the things that are one of a kind
They're not my own but they're on my breath
Like the salty, sweet taste of my kiss of def

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Up to Eleven

I haven't a song in my heart
All I hear is the dull roar of broken dreams
Pounding in my head, steam train
It's a wonderful world of color
Everything is in black & white
Under-determined to keep moving forward
Sailing off a cliff into oblivion
I want freedom from the old ways
Before the end days
Splayed out, a corpse from fantasy
Mercy, mercy me

Everyone is Equal, But Some Are More Equal Than Others

In death, we treat everyone the same
Undeserved of the textbook
definition of respect, 
in life.

 The ones we slurred for political opinions,
judged harshly for the dead bedrooms,
pitied the victims you stomped
as you walked your Yellow Brick Road.

 Conversations drop an octave
when the obituary is published.
Truth benders erupt from the woodwork
Praising the specters of a life well lived.

Truly a life lived unwell, full stop.
 Death does not pass go.
Make the scars they left remind you,
Every day you live your life.

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