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walk away

by pattikeno

Leave me alone
let me be
let me shift back into
invisibility
don’t eyeball me
with your closed eyes
and your stained heart
leave me be
I’m not here to please you
if you don’t like me then walk away
i never asked for your friendship
and I don’t want it anyway
not if you constantly
look at me
and roll your eyes
and tsk your tongue
you’re not any better than me
you never were
and you never will be
just leave me alone
don’t come round here no more
just let me be
I’d rather be alone
then looked at as if i am crazy
i’m not
i’m just me
and if you don’t like that
then just turn around
and walk away
you’re not welcome here
anyway
.

.
9/24/01

©Patti Keno

2001 Poetry

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Stay Tuned…..

by pattikeno

So for the past couple months i have been working on getting my novel ready to self-publish. I’m excited to tell you that though not quite ready yet, it will be sometime soon. Hopefully before the end of February. YAY!!!! It’s called A Murder of One. I wrote it 20 years ago and have been perfecting it ***cough***procrastinating***cough*** ever since. SO yeah. I’ll keep you updated. I’m so excited!!! 🙂

1995 1996 2015 book New writing

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Clown Shoes

by pattikeno

These clown shoes

keep tripping me

Can I take them off now?

I can’t stand to be

so clumsy

These clown shoes

keep tripping

Let me take them

off

I’m sick of

being your

stooge

I’m sick of

these shoes

too big for me to

ever fill

Let me take them

off

I can’t

stand

tripping like

this

10-26-95

©Patti Keno

1995

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Sideshow

by pattikeno

I belong in a circus, in the sideshow

“Step right up! See the blue haired girl! Silent Patti from Detroit!

She never speaks! The only one in existence!”

I belong in there, not out here with you

The shiest girl with the hottest man

It doesn’t seem right. It doesn’t seem fair.

I belong in the freak show, standing next

to the two-headed goat

“Step right up! See the purple haired girl! Silent Patti from Detroit!

She never speaks! The only one in existence!”

That’s how I feel

I shouldn’t be here with you

I shouldn’t be anywhere, but locked away

in a cage at the sideshow

at the freak show

Where only the creeps want to hit on me

I belong in there

because that’s where I belong

“Step right up! See the green haired girl! Silent Patti from Detroit!

She never speaks! The only one in existence!”

8/17/00

©Patti Keno

2000 Poetry

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the longing hand

by pattikeno

the longing hand

reaches out

and closes around

my heart

the longing hand

searches me out

as I hide within

the crowd

pretending to be

normal

pretending to be

I can never

out run it

I can never

hide from it

the longing hand

will always

find me

the longing hand

will always be

closing around

my desperate

heart

I have resigned

myself to

accept my

fate

I’ve begun

to crave

it’s touch

the longing hand

so painful

the longing had

so harsh

so cruel

I crave the

restlessness

I crave the

sleepless nights

I long for the

longing hand

as it longs for

I long for

the longing hand

closing around

my heart

for it is only

in that moment

in that familiar

grasp

that I truly

feel alive

8/30/00

©Patti Keno

2000 Poetry the longing hand

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that which…

by pattikeno

that which…

that which is empty and

clean and dry

that which…

that which is aching

inside of me

that which

I tried to see that which

lies within

but it’s too expensive to

see

that which…

that which is hidden

inside of me

remains hidden

forever

that which…

that which I hold so

dear is lost

that which…

that which forever

tears me apart inside

remains hidden

that which

10-25-95

©Patti Keno

1995 Poetry the longing hand

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Fin

by pattikeno

i miss you

my disappearing

boy

my mysterious

stranger

the other

half

to my

whole

i miss your

words

their shimmering

silence

leaves a gaping

wound

i ache for you

even though

we never

met

my disappearing

boy

why did you

disappear?

1/3/15

©Patti Keno

To:SMM

2015 New Poetry the disappearing boy

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Geppeddo

by pattikeno

Swirling around me
they giggle and point
and laugh at my hair
as i am trapped
in my cage
behind all the faces
all the porcelain eyes
that seem to protect me
but expose me at the same
time
.
they move around my cage
threatening me
with their questions
their longing stares
no no
not me
I’m not the puppet master
no no
not me
I don’t control the strings
I’m just Pinnochio
a wooden boy
waiting to be real
hoping to be real
one day
.
I sit in my cage
and hope you don’t see
me
hidden behind my fears
hidden behind
these eyes
that protect me
but scare me all at once
.