Monday, November 27, 2017

from p.1 on Mon., 11/27

Somewhere
over the rainbow,

Lay hills of
salt and poison.

A time in the
night,
shines my rainbow.


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I stopped saying
"I love you"
because I thought it
was losing meaning.

But really,

I am just
losing
feeling.


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Nearer I become
to the icy solitude.
It breaking beneath
me,
as I glide
across my own,
brand new,
paved path.


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Wind blowing back my
hair
as I skate away.

Rushing water on my
right.

Him on my left,

And I can breathe again.



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