stars cry,
diamond dust
thickly
coating
her salty skin,
shattered shards
of promise...
grey quiet
camoflauges
turmoil,
anxious energy
bound,
tightly harnessed
to
be still...
while
cells implode,
hot,
bitter,
piercing
her fractured
soul,
promises
of uncertainty...
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2 comments:
this one made me sigh. deep breath in and out again. the sad kind of sigh... sending hugs.
Stark but beautiful; the fantastic imagery this induces!
Uncertainty, like Ben Franklin's death and taxes, are the only certainties...
Thinking of you!
alan
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