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I said her name enough for the word to empty, enough to fill it up with the mere sounds made into the shapes that make me who I am, and today, she whispered my name until I was awake.  ~Her sound
I'm a ninja!

And I dont mess around!

I got ninja stars!

And Im ninja duty bound!

I drive ninja cars!

And patrol the *****ty towns!

Im a mother flubbin NinjAAAa!!!!

Get all karatee mannng!

A really stealthy NINJAAAA!

Get all karrate man!

A gosh darned ....

Oh

Oh..

NINJA!!!


Boo, see!

I got cha!

I told you!

I'm a NINJAAAA!

NINJAAAA!

Ninja!

Nin

JAAAAAA!



...****...
Break~

We could spark a fire
In our carnal wiring
Until we tire
In the shame

Or we could all be one
All be the same
Monotone

And strange-ly uncreative

~
Insipid are interests indulged
The tease is the tether
The seasons, the weather
In severance made better

Evolved~
 Jan 2014 Patricia Drake
Allison
She bore no weapons
But that of a pen.
A retractable blade,
That was deadlier than it seemed.
She armed herself
With paper.
Her shield composed of books,
And with these tools she changed the world.
And you can too
But for better or worse
That's up to you
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