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Posted on March 26, 2016 at 11:15pm 1 Comment 0 Likes
i can tell
when you lean in quite close
that you wear the fragile grin of a child
on your face,
to hide behind gritted armour
has done you well
but you leave a trail of feathers behind
whenever I walk with you,
a hurried look on your face
to peek through fences
and burrow in the mud
excitement for any difference in the day,
what wonderful character that is,
to fill my head with thoughts…
ContinuePosted on March 24, 2016 at 8:23pm 0 Comments 1 Like
I would skip
rocks
with my feet plunged into moss
curl my toes underneath mud
grip myself
turning a stone over in my hand
weighing it with every rotation
to make sure it wouldn’t just
plunk
to the bottom of the brook
though if it did
it would not be lonely
because there are plenty of others
who have
sunk
to the
…
ContinuePosted on March 23, 2016 at 8:00pm 0 Comments 0 Likes
I have forgotten myself many times
mostly on purpose
I have made days go by without saying
hello to a mirror
and have been even better
at making nights disappear
suffocating myself under blankets
the easiest place to be
where words are muffled and sounds elude me.
TDM
Posted on March 22, 2016 at 5:28pm 0 Comments 0 Likes
You sound like the city
when you speak, and
when you walk with your head
held up high
tilting always up,
I wonder if you will
drown when the rain comes,
You will be
drenched, no doubt
like suits marching
down streets with ancient
names, holding more
significance than themselves,
some looking down
others drowning too.
TDM
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