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 Feb 2015 Mocedad Torres
Manqoba
& for the first time in a long time
My heart throbbed hard enough to break through the brackets which hold my lungs together
In order to reach out to the warmth of your touch
The great Moon rises
a phoenix ascends from ash
a cold heart ignites.



-by Mercurychyld
Copyright 8 Aug. 14
It's like hearing the ticking of a time bomb
But not able to find where it’s coming from  
Until you put your hand to your chest
And then you realize
That the bomb is your heart
And the tick, ticking
Is
Its
Beat.
 May 2014 Mocedad Torres
bones
Next time
you find yourself
standing in line
think a little differently
step sideways
or back
and commit a very small act of rebellion

but

not when queuing
at a supermarket checkout
if your hungry

and not
whilst waiting
at passport border control
as trigger fingers may start to twitch

and it would be best
to avoid doing so altogether
at a public ******
where stepping sideways
or back
can be a risky business
even with the place to yourself

on reflection it appears
there is a time
and a place
for everything
even
very small acts of rebellion

although
it ought to be said

a rebellion
that knows no hunger

a rebellion
that challenges neither borders
or control

a rebellion
that overly concerns itself with
******* in the designated area

has probably
entirely
missed the point.
excuse the ramble
Ive been eating a lot of cheese
I have but only
Finite lights,
And each cruel word
Breaks bulbs.
Tell me about yourself
about the pressure on your shoulders
all the worries you have
all the magic in your heart

Tell me about yourself
about the dreams you keep
all the times you think you've wasted
all the people you've hurt

Tell me about yourself
about the stories you've shared
all the times you've loved
all the times you've lied

Tell me about yourself
about the animals you've cared for
all the drugs you've done
all the sacrifices you've made

Tell me everything.
Alcohol is a poison
You will fade away
We have all seen good men and woman
Wasting day after day

Addiction is a curse
One you can't escape
Every night I contemplate
Rolling the dice of fate

The bottle in my left hand
The trigger in my right
Throw away my future
Or choose to die tonight
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