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Burn It Alive

An Original Poem by Chloé Bergeron

By Chloé BergeronPublished 5 years ago 1 min read

Complicating simplicity in a world of hopeful fear and terrifying promise

She would run marathons

Heavy breathing

Blood pumping

If it meant her feet were fleeting faster than the seconds of a Sunday

If it meant her heartbeat would race like the milliseconds of each minute

Each hour

Each day

Clicking

Turning

Churning

Never stopping

Time said she couldn't have him

But she needed him

She clung to him

Until the day she dared to be

The day she dared to fill the cup of society

A glass half empty in a world half full

It said she wasn't her

Blue tones in a pink body

Pink toys blue boys

The world decided it didn't need her anymore

But it didn't know her suffering

She was blue yet labeled pink

She was deathly afraid of time because she didn't have the time to think

He tried to catch her but she ran

Time said stop dreaming of tomorrow because he never did

No, time said do it now

But how?

Finding out was her rise

Her demise

When she realized that disciplined dissonance wasn't going to solve it all

She rebelled against time to a society that deemed her pink

Rag tag

Tongue tie

Dream it up

Just to burn it alive

She wishes she may

She wishes she might

With her shoes untied

She rebells through life

Rag tagged

Tongue tied

Clocks click

And bones abide

Society silenced

But that girl screamed

She tackled time

And let her blue light gleam

Rag tag

Tongue tie

Dream it up

Burn it alive

performance poetry

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