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The Eclectic Pen - Balancing

By: Eva L. (wearetrees)   + 37 more  
Date Submitted: 11/18/2008
Last Updated: 11/27/2008
Genre: Literature & Fiction » Poetry
Words: 183
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I am close to the edge and I have no shadow here though there is a little light a little color Never been so near this night country, heard so clearly its hypnotic droning my ears possessed pretenders to the throne mascots, marauders Maybe I can scatter crumbs to find my way back burst these seams stifle lust long enough to render this lust inanimate Where will I place my hands? How will I tell my heart it is no soldier no child? How do I dress these wounds, display my fate, present these heirloom lies to the world? Your love left initiation scars along my spine pigment on my eyes – they only look as if they’re open as if they’re closed We are so heavy, so slight I never promised you freedom from pain – only beauty, of this earth and of this life balance the semblance of the hard-spun world on its axis a temporary fire you can hold for a little while return before it’s time I will believe you if you tell me you lied believe you if you stutter trade my sight for a simple sustenance look upon the sky as if it were water revisit our boundaries etch them in sand, the delicate canvas of our lives

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