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Perhaps what lacks undergoing cannot be embraced. On her own as her only, asking neither pity nor grace. Adrift, astray, missed the last train of today, but lift your chin little girl. Soon enough, bright ahead the sun wakes, again dares to show face.

Monday, October 19, 2009

gravity

Blank Verse

I stand in the icicle cold tonight
wrapped in frozen moments and memories,
crystal beaded tears and smiles made of glass,
a porcelain doll abandoned on the shelf
whose empty grey eyes stare into grey dust.
Such are the companions of my silence,
the hollow friends of a lost, broken night.

Take me somewhere the air is full of life
and hellos and goodbyes and - my oh my -
the adrenaline of a chase, the rush
of change, the thrust of time, the lift of love.
Set free the colors to roam in my world
and bear the dead weight of an uphill climb
towards the sky, forward, further, higher

‘til horizons are crossed and oceans sailed,
‘til my heart trusts enough, to fall back down
gravity to ground and into your arms.

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