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Blushing shadows
it was night, and she crept along the edge of insanity
wondering when she would fall.
tapping lights that flicker on and off
inside my chest
and now i sit writing
wondering if i will ever have the same rush again -
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Little Bits and Pieces
The little bits and pieces of me that skitter away
Like beads on a slippery sink
Are the pieces that make up my spirit
And the tiger that lives inside of me
When it roars, my heart leaps -
Steam
feathery mysteries take the morning from me
in the silvery light of my spoon,
reflections spark hot wonder in my chest
whispering cold words I cannot answer
any sooner than I could fly;
where is it? -
Potato Chips
It was the kind of Tuesday afternoon that made you want to do something at the same time you're ready to take a nap. And the kind of plane ride where the free bag of chips is the best thing you're going to have all day.
