Rough manly lines and a stark striking blue
Jump out against the season's moody sky
Tracing your depths, my flesh colored anew
I'm jolted from sleep inside my mind's eye
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It seems I don't know quite how to respond,
To the pain present, within and beyond,
So, my subconscious defaults to the lead,
With habitual patterns, I proceed…
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A white fine toothed comb
Runs through my being
Neuron knots de-conditioning
Liberating, freeing
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Not moving on or away,
Time passes- it elapses,
And I'm moving forward-
with no timeline,
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I'm coasting through my life,
Many chances unseen,
Perfection or failure-
I know nothing between.
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The wind still whispers your name,
I strain for messages it may contain,
But you're dead and gone, all the same,
Still, the wind whispers your name.
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Frozen in stagnancy,
The steel blanket hovers,
Looming across my sky.
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With my tires crunching below,
I find the ground passes so fast,
Appearing smooth under my board.
We carve through colored canopies,
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Waves seep over sand,
The Sun crests,
We're hand in hand.
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