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treading on light’s beams
destiny’s path is followed -
Internally my fragile soul crumbles...
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Aunt Rant and Uncle Knuckle
fight tooth-and-nail, belt-and-buckle.
by pyropoetic 19 lines, 1 comment, on Dec 16 10:52 AM 2008. In Observation, Humor, Love?, Society, Endurance, Vicious Cycles, Entrenchment -
As if through a glass window
I have paused to watch her -
I’ve felt good and I’ve felt bad. I’ve gone up and I’ve been down.
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Years cast themselves against dressed stones,
Brittle, coarse, angry, and afraid. -
—sand-and-banded-stone mottled-blood-
engorged-forging-thrusting-skyward pinnacle
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