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Self-made
I barter self-sanctuary
bit by bit,
effuse self-hugs by precedent.
Remind myself, I cannot stop
or I will be to blame for loss.
Sharp-eye the trap
I've squatted on,
test the latch, forgiving none.
I settle in,
(lids squeezed tight)
awaiting jaws of metal bite.
Silence meets me..
Where'd it go?
(the pain that tends to come on slow)
Creeping to tall-
I peek around,
and SNAP!
(me, and the kiss of ground)
bit by bit,
effuse self-hugs by precedent.
Remind myself, I cannot stop
or I will be to blame for loss.
Sharp-eye the trap
I've squatted on,
test the latch, forgiving none.
I settle in,
(lids squeezed tight)
awaiting jaws of metal bite.
Silence meets me..
Where'd it go?
(the pain that tends to come on slow)
Creeping to tall-
I peek around,
and SNAP!
(me, and the kiss of ground)
Published 18th May 2015
| Edited 20th Jul 2015
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- Edited 25th Mar 2019 5:48pm
18th May 2015 8:40am
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18th May 2015 7:02pm
Aww, thanks, you...
Tried to start a "happy" here,but it sucked with coffee! g's
twisted instead, to the same trap I've always laid myself upon.
take care!
~d
Tried to start a "happy" here,but it sucked with coffee! g's
twisted instead, to the same trap I've always laid myself upon.
take care!
~d
