along with the
feathered fragment remains
in the ashes of clipped wings,
he kept his love in a dust pan
hidden …
from where the light would find it.
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ashes
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carved
carved away by a river of pain,
the worn and jagged edges of his heart
now expose the forgotten sedimentary layer
of how to love himself.
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coquettish
wearing his favorite t-shirt
and a coquettish grin,
he played board games
with dice and peoples hearts
losing his turn at love…
on his final spin.
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choir
born with a broken heart,
hollow thoughts crowd his mind
like a choir of burnt out candles
forgotten
in the middle of nowhere.
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red
he painted red on fractured walls
to hide the stains
that live in him.
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tangled
tangled up in an old lovers shirt,
he fell to the ground
and buried his abandoned heart.
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wings
he painted all the time
so not to notice
he was falling with wings.
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