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Eileen Prunster Aug 2012
loneliness
and liberty
I tightrope walk
Eileen Prunster Aug 2012
peony rose
a tight pink fist
will open soon
to whatever
comes
Eileen Prunster Aug 2012
Old jewelry box
accepting
of all my broken baubles
for stories told
Eileen Prunster Aug 2012
i wish i knew
what was dragging you back
to old habits
and times
not shared
Eileen Prunster Aug 2012
Past the age
for intrigue
I read my old diary
so urgent
those underlinings
Eileen Prunster Aug 2012
Sun and wind airbrush
cracked concrete
indistinguishable
from baked earth
Eileen Prunster Aug 2012
Irony
love comes
this late
do i care
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