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...


i see nothing.

but wasted charcoal
and dead tree



i look closer,
still nothing.

 not good enough.







i bent my soul,
 cut it open..
        and let it flow from within



           i painted my heart across several blank pages
 ..just like you told me to.



to see myself in greyscale
as i encourage my young to leave the nest
open, willing,

& easily shot down.



it feels like flying?
soaring?



OR
maybejust






























insufficient.

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mmmeh.
Written August 5th, 2006

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