tangled up in an old lovers shirt,
he fell to the ground
and buried his abandoned heart.
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tangled up in an old lovers shirt,
he fell to the ground
and buried his abandoned heart.
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feeling his sin
and lost in chaos running his instincts,
he didn’t know the quality of mercy
that illuminated his darker spaces.
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he painted all the time
so not to notice
he was falling with wings.
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sitting broken in her chair,
she held her heart close like a deck of cards
trying to stitch together its tattered gaps
with kings and queens from solitaire.
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bring me a dream
where i am your shield
and my heart
is your masterpiece.
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young and looking for a relationship…
he threw people away
as easily as he chewed gum,
good only while the flavor lasted.
now older, he realized
those people who would have been a good thing
have moved on and spit him out.
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watching a slow tango between
two men sharply kicking up the dirt,
he tried to hide what he felt …
but the tear in his eye
spoke the truth of what he saw.
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sharing what was important to him
he noticed halfway through the conversation,
the crack in the wall where the light shined through
had gone dark.
so he changed the conversation
away from what his heart needed to express
and directed it back to the crack in the wall
where the light shined again.
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walking down the road of sanity,
he happened to looked back and was shaken to see
the road was really only a narrow strand of hair.
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wading in the shallow waters of his thoughts,
he observed the clouds
turn to shades of demon gray.
watching them cross the sun,
they blocked out the light with silence
leaving him cold and alone at the edge of
his swimming pool of lies.
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