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Ghost Heart |
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Robert Edward Levin Junior Member
since 2006-06-01
Posts 45can't remember. somewhere in midwest |
Ghost Heart Threads tying the wasted space between this day and that hang from the charred ruins of derelict minds. Listless faces caught in the bowels of sable skies seek gods, find monsters in the saliva of needled tongues. These things I see from the cusp of skeletal eyes staring at curtains steel, drawn, lying on floorboards painted with the residue of blood, the waste of broken bones, and I cry, "Give me water, bring me to life set my feet free of shackles that I may dance to a trumpeter’s wail. Feed me grains, bring me to light cast my eyes free of intrusion that I may see beyond these graveyard walls." There is then only the sound of destiny breathing, my ghost-heart beating, I no longer hear the caged bird sing. Robert Edward Levin |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
 brilliant |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Robert "Listless faces caught in the bowels of sable skies seek gods, find monsters in the saliva of needled tongues." Great imagery!! Wondering about the part in quotation marks. |
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Jess Member
since 2006-06-06
Posts 243Washington |
A salute to Maya Angelou! |
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Robert Edward Levin Junior Member
since 2006-06-01
Posts 45can't remember. somewhere in midwest |
Midnitesun, Jess, Martie: Thanks for reading, I appreciate it. And Martie, the quotation marks signify the speaker, me, speaking. Robert Edward Levin |
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