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TortoisesOut of the shell the neck is so thin that to break it would not be an evil act but the mercy of a friendly gesture,Tortoises
as if holding it between a thumb and a finger and slowly push the two together,
mashing it into a beautiful mixture.
They say we are not ready to begin, that our filling is so soft and raw if squeezed – we would leak.
But they do not undergo the atrocities which define us. No, they retract back into their tortoise shell, and speak.
Night-time come and linger, sustaining day in a frozen state of denial; for us, sh
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The MonarchA black bird stepped into my tent today dark as the swirling words in my head. White punctured eyes looked at me tilted head to the right, a spasm to the left; conversing without saying a word.The Monarch
I wasn't sure - was it an attempt
of reaching out, be friends, or maybe
an ingenious plan of thieving bread
from under my nose.
With no hesitation the gray-beak jumped landing atop my thick white blanket, curiously observing the weirdness of what
I consider being - common life. Its penetrating eyes flipping constantly - sideways, up, down – c
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DentedIf I had seven more seconds to live, Instead of thinking about what I could have What I should have I would dry the rain Looking for air And bend the time for space Big enough For us bothDented
I'll hiss the chatter of everywhere To concentrate on never And make dream alive With the smell of wine And the taste of lime I will make us better More precise
Ticking to the rhythm of that sound That uncontrolled scent That which you talked about so While the sun &n
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FabricOnce a shore as gentle as breeze Told my fairy sun of ventures and deeds, A luscious saline taste left bitter her lips And moistness of tears on her tendril eyelashes, Alone barred her sweets, under wisdom and seldom, For more stories to come by her ebbing companion, With the nearing of insomnia, shining high on midday noon, There she still, on her knees, prayingFabric
For one more yarn to twine the loom.
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Well Laid PlanNot your ordinary success, but still another; A step taken carefully with deliberation,Well Laid Plan
associative conscious, strength in strategic planning. Life is a war of wills, won by staged maneuvering With no feel or pun intended.
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A BouquetI, who have nothing to offer you, stand anticipating, for rains to come, and be wish you a glimpse of tenderness, so a cold served nationA Bouquet
will breathe down hard
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adorned with ashes, morbidity grieved, astounded, aghast; like a child's playground, as a mother in labor, Pray or denial
For once more stand I, who have nothing to offer, and be wish you a kiss; lips made of
God
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