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I broke my heart for you
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l
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I found a conch,
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a husk of sea life and ocean noise
 3
on the beach of my own sick mind
 4
where madness is cheap enough
 5
to turn tricks on itself
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but
 7
the pearl and pretty pink thing, it
 8
moved forward with the swell around my naked ankles
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and caught in the glare of afternoon sun,
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it's universal vibrations tickled the tiny hairs
 11
on my toes for years before
 12
I finally laid down
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and listened
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to musical waves
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of dying stars and molten heart,
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whispered lullabies.
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if shells could speak
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I thought
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I would never give up
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the mania or sadness
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for one day less
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without such beauty
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the world is so big
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I can only be
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ear to the ground
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saving my pennies and waiting
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to see what I've been missing.
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but I can do better.
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a flower would live and die before
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mountains rise or crumble
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and I'm only flesh and blood
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grasping at the straws of life with hope.
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I've looked into the eyes of love
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and seen the price of death with regret
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for letting fingers go
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when space expands and continents move.
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Some shells you pick up,
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hands trembling,
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not knowing what cold future
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or frantic, desperate, dissonant sparkle
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that holocaust of rejection may hold
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were your fingers crooked.
 43
 
 
 
 
ll
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formidable metaphor for meta form
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conversation lists leak
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from rotation of
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earth, like
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one sunrise is another's sunset
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hand in hand
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with mixtapes and wonder
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but it's never that easy
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the barrier is tall and federal,
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paperwork palisades and deep
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government trenches
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that keep the past in chains
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and handcuffs of bureaucratic realism
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bouldering gets you nowhere
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now here
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is judgment
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now here
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is harsh reality
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there is no peak
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now here
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is lust
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now here
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is severance
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a handhold is heaven
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orchards in distance bloom
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their spring and summer abandon,
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desert oasis mirage
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no flirting will save
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because it's never that easy.
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and you will always
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surrender.
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lll
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if you're the shore
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I'm little waves wishing for a super moon.
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my mind is circles
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cogs in a greater apparatus
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humming a lotus foot lullaby
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you couldn't sing along
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or want to hear
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when the world is so quiet.
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at night I only hear ringing.
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I rearrange puzzles missing pieces.
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I would eat gristle
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if that's all you'd give me.
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I'm a sticky sap seeping
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from an open wound up high the dying tree;
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I run slow into the ground or a jar
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to be kept in a cupboard
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with other dusty keepsakes.
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I ferment with age
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and you'd get sick with holiday drunk-love
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candlelight gloom
 96
if you put me even to your lipsss
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if you were a ballroom
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I'd be the finger streaks on the windows
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if you were the humdrum locus of celestial guts
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I'd be a single atom,
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spinning.
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lV
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tide
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pick up your feet
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or they catch on the crusted roots
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littering the path
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you can't see in the abysmal dark
 108
when the sunlight's gone out;
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and pick up your knick knacks
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you left on the foreign beach
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of the summer or winter fling where
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the rules of gravity worked slow
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and time slipped through
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your nervous, trembling fingers
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because
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you dared not have faith
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in your own healing heart
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or worn out mind
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with tiny tummy tight
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from the endless laughter,
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late nights, early mornings
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of a week with no limits,
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no ceiling on the promise of maybe,
 124
just maybes and hopes
 125
you belong here, or there
 126
spinning soft soil
 127
on a spindle and plate
 128
into make-believe shapes
 129
and something so unique
 130
you can only call it something,
 131
beautiful and chaotic and powerful
 132
like the future that once was
 133
even days ago
 134
a rainbow dream, a common vision,
 135
hallucination, mirage,
 136
a cloud with no form
 137
moving across the horizon
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into the pink hues of sunset or sunrise,
 139
you forget which comes first,
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confused, lost
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in an ocean of lust
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drying up,
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or perhaps the ship sank
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into those lonely depths
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where boredom is fathoms below
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and you are alone again.
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V
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a flicker of love, a moment
 149
suspended above the chasm eternal;
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atoms spiraling back into the Circle,
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their ghosts, friends of space;
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where lucky hearts still flutter
 153
and fragile lungs breathe the molecules
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of life
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21 Jul 16

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Comments:

No words to explain why and how much I like this.
 — Isabelle5

thank you so much. I know it's long, so thanks for taking the time to read it!
 — unknown

epic.  in a good way.  the only slightly faulty strophe is 15-17.  one too many "likes" IMHO.  otherwise, very nice.
 — JKWeb

I agree. will change. thank you for the kind words.
 — unknown

Also Isabelle... coming from you, that means a fucking lot. Like a lot, lot. I've written a few poems on this site that I don't think have ever got your attention... and this one did. I make happy.
 — unknown

great work!

typo in 11?
 — chloris

what typo do you see?
 — unknown

possibly, that the apostrophe in >it'sit isits< that shows something belongs to something else.

probably the mistake we all make once in awhile when we're writing with meaning.
 — cadmium

ha. it read my breaks using angle-braces 's as html.

anyway, "it's" means "it is" and "its" means "belongs to it".
 — cadmium

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