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 Feb 2013 Kayla Hollatz
Chuck
I
Arose
From ashes
Toasting my life
When I met my love.
College was burning me.
For kicks, I built bonfires,
Searching for love in a bottle
Trying to fill the hole in my heart.
To my love! I thought of this after I commented on how this form can help relay meaning on Something's excellent R. N. thanks for the form idea Something!
I know the Phoenix idea is tired, but it fit so well.
a moment
an instant
that one second of time
captured
forever
imprinted
and faded
like the ones
you find
in your grandfather’s attic
that you can’t believe
ever
happened.
 Feb 2013 Kayla Hollatz
Tilly
once,
i held tight to
your words they filled
              this                  emptiness                  w­ith love  & passion  
    promises  you blew 
  hot blasted air
     a-drifting  
&
  i'm
      f    
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 Jan 2013 Kayla Hollatz
Lucanna
I had a nightmare that you left me
no need for my love
any longer
In my loss
I painfully pulled
our ring off my finger
consciously unaware
and as I went to wrap my arms
around you in the morn
I sobbed and heaved
and weeped
seeing that finger bare
thinking I had lost it forever
I searched in panic,
shallow breathed and queezy
only to find it in the middle of our bed
folded neatly
where our sides had been touching
through the night
the weird things we do in our sleep.
My ears are scarred.

My ears hardly hear anything anymore.
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