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I'll read your psalm slashed palms
Callous claws prey heavenward
And His fists strike you back
Knees shattered hollow by snapping tongues
Callous claws prey heavenward
And His fists strike you back
Knees shattered hollow by snapping tongues
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I Found It.
A breeze washed over
the shivering hills
allowing them to rise and
fall
like a mothers gentle hush
Quieting the sun-rays
to curl within the drops of dew
and nestle atop the trees
catching flight
upon a beating butterfly
and dispersing amongst
spinning auburn creeks.
the wind gently tugged
at a mass of wild hair
Strays unraveling
as invisible
fingertips
danced through the
songbirds lullaby.
Fingers lost in buttercups
and eyes merely resting
where the sky meets the earth
laughing in colorful shades
and spinning
in the watery sunset.
I have found happiness.
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i could be nothing
some days you look at me as if i am
worth remembering,
glances studying my face like a road map.
but mostly, i find your eyes stuck in the static
of the pavement, or lost
in the clouds
gathering before lightning.
and we never promise anything, just share the air like strangers
when we don't know what to say.
(it always ends with a silence more desolate
than broken trust.)
you said this is the calm before the storm
but what if
it never slows down
enough for me to notice
that there are days when we can exist
without doubting every second. you have a tendency to whisper
too quietly, leaving room for me to imagi
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i only asked for the end of the world
"i found shadows in the sun again,"
i looked at her
with a gleam of sarcasm in my eyes,
as she looked down with wind in her hair.
the night looked lovely on her.
the purple of post-nebula progression
it made her eyes look electric blue
though they were a soft green.
"i said, i found shadows on the sun again."
she'd never look up unless
she couldn't breathe and needed
to pull a sigh out of her butterfly winged lungs.
and that bothered me;
- she'd refuse to breathe
only because the air seemed
un-enough.
she'd give up so easily sometimes.
i run out of pretty things to say
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This one is so interesting. 
What an unorthodox picture it illustrates in such an unconventional style! Wonderful!
What an unorthodox picture it illustrates in such an unconventional style! Wonderful!