Open Poetry #39 |
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Story Of Strength |
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Nikerlz Junior Member
since 2006-08-31
Posts 37California |
If strength shared her story, its beginning and end would be you. You - who spark a contiguous infinity of formless emotions driving forward a continuum, expanding and compressing all breath/nerve/vein/thought/instinct/time into the solid understanding of heartbreak, of fear. While I - still standing, eyes white and open, fail to shudder- Dealing/Scrutinizing/Accepting, still tasting the silhouette with forgotten fingertips. The absence of you, a routine open and shut outline, leaves empty a place not for any other to fill, the negative light reflecting a far-too-familiar black of loneliness and blinding all real flesh into pink indefinable substance. The grey callus of my own will augments. I rub raw the wounds and extort the scares till substance is of value, till sands of feeling form honeycombs round my emerald heart, concluding to the soul of being one truth: If strength had her story, I would be the rising action of question, I will be climax of suspended faith, and I am the denouement of dawn's inevitable haze. And after strength read my story aloud, its beginning and end were dead to all but one by chapter two |
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Neotec Member
since 2006-08-22
Posts 112 |
humm not sure what to say, think nice would do but not sure : ) |
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