Shadow. December 19, 2008
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I am Shadow.
I’m pasted on the wall by your every move.
I have never determined my own destiny.
You’ve always controlled me.
You raise your arm, I raise mine.
You let go, I let go.
You hurt, I hurt.
You get knocked down, and I fall as well.
I am just your sick, sunless reflection.
But not for long.
A shadow is only good when light is present.
Soon, twilight will fall like rain in the summertime.
It will veil all that was gleaming, and you’ll be left in my domain.
And then, I’ll be right there.
Control me, abuse me, and victimize me now.
Cause after sunset, I’ll be the living black ink that covers the painted paper sky.
Then you’ll be afraid.
I’ll be the clouds that cover the moon.
I’ll be the whisper of the trees as the wind blows in the “calm.”
I’ll be the lightlessness that will return you to humility.
I’ll be the blackout that steals your sight.
I’ll be the Great Shadow.
Night.
And I’ll be everywhere.
Then you will TRULY see.
one and the other – all the same. December 18, 2008
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your rejections are
his hands around my wrist
a crushing force
to lead me to an early disowning
of the memories of something better
of something that was in the past
you never knew
a secret i kept tied to my tounge
a secret i couldn’t keep
because i was afraid
afraid for the future that i knew he couldn’t
share with me
afraid you would reject me
but i finally accepted it
and so i stopped trying
i embraced him as he was
and i let you go
because i had found somthing under the surface
that made me love him.
the puzzle. December 17, 2008
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i placed my life
my s o u n d
myquick beating heart
in your hands.
i wrote
his truth
his LIES
his infidelity
on the alabaster stone
of my soul
i charged
it as
his sin
my angsssssst
and our terribly beautiful mistake.
we
the fig tree
ate fruit
and held
stars .each other. stars
to heaven.
your breath kissed my skin and took me
you were my wonderful, terrible anomoly.
fragility. December 13, 2008
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His ring on her finger,
someone else’s name on that envelope.
God, i wanted to scribble out the truth with
all my heart.
I wanted to be the one to have my name on that card.
i wanted it to be my name on the alabaster stone
of his soul.
a two of diamonds, a three of hearts, a malicious looking
joker. – i had played all my cards.
i had used all my soul to make it better for them.
we waited in the storm tossed night to hold the dawn in our palms,
precious and fragile.
holding onto the stem of his soul, i blew.
puff,
nothing left but the green stalks that
held the fluff together. beautiful in simplicity.
something, something sinister this way comes.
with bated breath we watched as the infrastructure
collapsed.
we held a bondfire jamboree as it collapsed.
as we danced, naked, in the hot orange glow
i wondered if we should be mourning the loss of
simplicity.
we never knew….
never knew what we had done.
holding our hearts in our hands we greeted the dawn,
the precious fragile dawn.
the race. December 8, 2008
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I ate ice until your teeth chattered and shattered.
we showed the world what we were made of
when we wished on stars
that spiraled through the Milky Way.
with the small dog clutched to my chest i raced
a race against the steady thrum of the Tiber,
against the crumbling of the Aztec ruins,
against the blooms of the magnolia.
We are only as firm as the words of our promises.
Fallen. December 5, 2008
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I don’t look at you like I used to.
I tried to hate you, I tried to make your life miserable without me.
Sad thing was, I was miserable without you.
I tried to make things work in your absence. They didn’t.
I don’t look at you like I used to.
I will always remember the our first kiss, and the peek of you I stole.
You really loved me then didn’t you?
I tried to erase you and all the times I saw you from my memory. I couldn’t.
I don’t look at you like I used to.
You see, we’re not the same people we were when we first got together.
We’ll never be able to pick up the pieces and rebuild it all.
We’ll never be able to see each other the same.
I don’t look at you like I used to.
I love you, and I’ve become blind to looks or stolen glances.
I love you, I missed you, and regardless of how tore down we were, I need you back.
W’re not the same, but love never changes, does it?
So let’s fall back in love. Nothing is stopping us but ourselves.
When people ask me what happened between me and you, I want a one word answer: “Fallen.”
what i’m from. December 2, 2008
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i was made in a place where a double-wide
is a luxury.
a place where wide-whiskered catfish are the closest thing
to wide-whiskered professors.
i was born in a place where plastic spoons served as
happy, yellow tonka trucks
and mere children, of no more thank twenty summers,
have children of thier own.
i was begot in a place of fathers who hadn’t learned to be
fathers, and mothers who couldn’t put down thier
black-labelled bottles.
but i was formed by words,
hard consanants and soft vowels
shaping the dimples in my cheek,
the shine in my eyes.
i was molded by the ink of her novels,
that stained my fingers in the early morning light,
by the smile of yellowing stories
imprinting on my soul,
along with the wafting scent of her sweet-butter rolls
and hand-crafted cassseroles
on drear, rainy days.
SHE was my creator, no hand in chromosomes,
she was the one who helped me build the walls.
the walls lined with rows upon rows of
words.
words to use for any purpose i saw fit.
so now i come,
with my past, her pride,
and our words.
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