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left again
oh muse
don’t you know that silence is a noose
upon stark need
that darkness only ripens
that neglect encourages
that douse bridges with kerosene in the night
blazing fits and aches
that shake cries out of tender leaves
drizzling days with a mist of shame
that it is not something i did
but something i am
that keeps me chained
to the foot of a cold set of stairs
don’t you know that silence is a noose
upon stark need
that darkness only ripens
that neglect encourages
that douse bridges with kerosene in the night
blazing fits and aches
that shake cries out of tender leaves
drizzling days with a mist of shame
that it is not something i did
but something i am
that keeps me chained
to the foot of a cold set of stairs
Published 13th Oct 2020
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19th Jan 2021 3:34pm
Another beauty, oh the inspiration we can derive from that intense need. 'that darkness only ripens' is such a perfect line for how those contrarian feelings awaken new experiences. 'but something I am' is a great representation of the evolution of something that you became in the midst of pushing the limits of pain and pleasure to achieve something outside of the scope of the norm. Which now keeps us changed to the cold in the midst of the intense flames. Concise but with each line being exceptionally meaningful, great stuff.
19th Jan 2021 4:47pm
how enjoyable to receive your comments...! you have great eyesight - the intensity includes a resolution to the cause of, the purpose, of the because of...independent of enduring her conditions. thank you very much for your wonderful feedback.
