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a painted mirror (lake of a lie)
salty wave of fingernail glides along reflective glass
a squeak and stutter
before hitting the cracked white desert.
shard of memory pierces skin
never touched
this is no effigy.
innocence once petrified
the depth and degradation
suffering has stripped the center
bated tears curl corners
and her hair is
gray swirling emancipation.
red is dead.
they still carry her around by a different name.
a squeak and stutter
before hitting the cracked white desert.
shard of memory pierces skin
never touched
this is no effigy.
innocence once petrified
the depth and degradation
suffering has stripped the center
bated tears curl corners
and her hair is
gray swirling emancipation.
red is dead.
they still carry her around by a different name.
Published 21st Oct 2013
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21st Oct 2013 9:48pm
A very unique write my friend. Love when you innocence once petrified the depth and degradation suffering has stripped the center bated tears curl corners and her hair is gray swirling emancipation. " That there is smooth like butter. Masterfully done.
21st Oct 2013 10:03pm
22nd Oct 2013 1:33am
22nd Oct 2013 2:03am
you weave so much poetical vibrance in your poem. but I'm a poor swimmer, & I'm drowning in your lake...
22nd Oct 2013 3:08am
her hair is a gray swirling emancipation ... loved this.
The piece resonates.
LSP
The piece resonates.
LSP
Anonymous
22nd Oct 2013 5:01pm
I really like this surreal write, a painting of waves like words!!!
