she has read my entire story, thumbed my pages while writing thoughts into the margins, trying to highlight the underdeveloped good points
the spine is cracked on this tale of woe, it is a story old as time, boy is born, is beaten, is broken, is left to his own literary devices as he stumbles through hell
but damnation is for the living, peace is for those pieces buried deep in dirt, the scattered remains all that remain of this one way journey
self portrayals with disapproving eyes follow as you walk down the dusty corridors deeper into my insanity, portraits of blank confusion scream loss
it’s too late for me, but you can find the emergency exit located between the third and forth rib, the faulty valve primed for expulsion with one sultry glance
you have read my every thought but i wrote the book of revelation while astride the pale horse, clutching the reins as i tried desperately to hold on
and lo, as i walk through the valley of blood stained porcelain, i shall fear no evil as each reflective surface has been covered by a funeral shroud
there is less to be seen, not more, this candy coated shell of ignorant mischief falls apart with every ragged breath, with every memory placed in the kiln
love is a butterfly pinned to the black construction paper backing with two large silver pins and the faint whiff of formaldehyde kisses on paper thin wings
pain is the glitter coated glue that holds it all together, in sloppy cursive it conveys a message of hopeless condemnation as it drips slowly over everything
i am a cautionary tale, to be whispered over campfires in the dead of night, a tall tale of depression and failure best accompanied by regret
I am not fond of long poems/proses ….but this one, i read it from alpha to omega….it says something…well done,!
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thank you my friend.
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Ohhh this is wonderful!! So well done.
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thank you. you’re gonna give me a big head with all this praise.
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Good. You’re a writer, and a good one. Remember that.
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I’ll try. I definitely agree with the first half
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I agree with the second half enough for the both of us ☺️
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Well, that balances it out
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Exactly
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I love this
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thank you. i was not sure about it as it fell onto the screen.
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Well I think it’s incredible
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i can’t ask for much more than that.
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Walking down memory lane….
This is reminiscent of when I first met you.
A couple of months ago lol
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Like six or seven now. Memories
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😘
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Amazing poem, I love it.
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thank you. autobiographical nightmares are my specialty
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You’re welcome, theraputic cathartic too I think.
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Sometimes. Others it is picking scabs.
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They’re hard to resist, but with scabs perhaps best to wait until they fall off, but I’m no expert🙂
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Those are wise words.
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Thanks Mike.
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