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Jan 2016
It starts with a frown,
she and I ー a discovery.
Every exchange after, found
with more frowns and
peeking teeth.

Strange, this feeling ー
you desiderate
and envy,
but it finds you only
if you'll look away.

It latches and bubbles:
Of cool raindrops on concrete pavements,
bare feet and no umbrellas allowed.


So like the rain, I dive.

Inimitable; Intrepid.
What is poison
if the antidote is held?
Why fear the fall
when such heights are reached?





But dear Assuagement of the dive,
meet the pavement of life.

The miasmic tension
and
polar principles
and
frangible hearts
reduced to glass shards-
and feet still bare.


The once melodic hums
now tearing sounds
that pierce and vilify
reason.

The once curious frowns
now baring fangs
that warp and end
beauty.

If only I knew...


Oh dear poisonous nectar,
please,

cure and claim my fate.
ringnir
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