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[marylousmoke]

If I am chained

to the ground 

where I cannot take flight 

lost from the hounds

and the thrill of the fight.

If I cannot step over

the edge of the earth

and break from enclosure

hands burnt on the hearth.

I will call to the wolves and draw angels near

unfasten my ties to wretched fears 

I will drink fire

I will eat the earth 

to return a simpler creature 

than I was here birthed.

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That's it. I love him.

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Today was tomorrow yesterday.

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I'm tired of putting my hands up in the air,

because I actually don't care.

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I need to write more. School work has consumed me, that and procrastination.

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In the exhale of spring, we unravel.

-MaryLouSmoke

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That comfortable gagging

of every fabrication

in a story well told.

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The quickest way to a man’s heart, 

is with a pickaxe.

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The person you fall in love with is the one who teaches you how to love.

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and every once in awhile you meet someone who is iridescent and nothing else can compare.

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Crooked teeth in pretty lips zipped by sideways glances

and empty bottomed cups.

The harmless coffee stains rimming the hallow body of my favourite coffee mug

Scrubbing,

scraping,

screeching

porcelain cannot erase yellow tinted jealousy.

Each sip swimming with bitter coffee remnants from my last intoxication

Out damp windows mirrored eyes reflect puddled silt with lipstick sludge

sticking dandelion hips to umbrella embraces.

The bending bars of your arching back seated on your thrown of roadside yellow

A king in his corregated castle

These forget-me-not promises between all the take-me-back flowers,

never did recall the melancholy blues of that street Blowers.

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Cradling my coffee mug drawing out the warmth to liven my gelid ways. 

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It's like the movies. In my story I think life is so complicated. Meanwhile the tense audience strains at the decisions with crystal vision of the action’s consequence. I want to be behind the fourth wall to see what I've got coming and laugh. It was painfully obvious it was all along.

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I press the warm side of my tea cup to my lips and feel them tingle. I imagine the feeling to be similar to the warmth of your lips touching mine. I press the warm side of my tea cup to my lips to feel radiance emitting from somewhere else in this world outside myself.

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For this I thank my friends

I do feel lost but there are always these stars in my life that appear just in the right season on that particularly dark night which remind me of where I was always going.