my arms
are the threads that
hold you together
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Category: Deep
red
he painted red on fractured walls
to hide the stains
that live in him.
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mercy
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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wings
he painted all the time
so not to notice
he was falling with wings.
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gum
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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tango
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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strand
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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calloused
from calloused hands and an aching soul,
he crossed his fingers
and released the stones of life
he hoped
had taught him how to fly.
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shoes
unsuccessful in suppressing his childish fears,
he dressed himself
in a shirt of bruised emotions
and shoes laced with doubt.
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scar
under all these coats of paint
are the scars he can’t reverse.
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Unfinished Souls 