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Poems from my Other Mind - 1. Shards
Restless midday storm, erase
this house I built on sand,
force me out to turn and face
the bottle held in weathered hands,
the sickness I embrace.
Burst through these rotten planks impaled
by twisted spikes gone red with rust!
Streak of jagged light, exhale,
slash straight through ten years of dust,
pry out each crooked nail.
I lift my chin and silently
demand the storm to lash my face,
break me open savagely,
smash to dust my fallen grace
and shattered, I'll pour free.
I break the bottle, let it slip,
allow the whipping wind to lash,
to drag it slowly from my grip --
I smile and the green shards flash
between my parted lips.
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