Tripping over broken halos
he realized he was not alone
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Tag: poetry slam
Yesterday’s
Time in yesterday’s space
reopens the healing heart today.
Razor
He saw the rust on the razor
as a metaphor
of an aging life uncut and unloved.
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Alone
He turned off the light
not because he wanted darkness
but because the light had become it.
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love
Something he heard of,
something he’s seen
something he never felt
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before
before your words became bruises,
before your hands were a weapon,
before my shirt lost its white,
and before tears were my food,
you were my father
and i was your son.
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raindrops
he hoped the lonely tears that fell down his cheeks
were like the raindrops that fall down from the sky …
for only a little while.
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plan b
old shadows
that hover over the rocks and stones
in front of him
lead him with the wicked echos of regret
that his life had only become
his plan b.
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window
the boy in the window
carving a broken heart in his breath,
realized the condensation dripping down
was like watching his tears…
die on his lips.
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van Gogh
he freed his fingers from my hand
to paint his own van Gogh
on the side of another square
he felt was a better fit.
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Unfinished Souls 