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Aug 2017
I am a total wreck of a person
A five car pile up stuck on the side of the highway
Windows caved in and smoke billowing
The ambulance is on the way
To pick up all of the fragments that are
Left on display and to
Remove all of the glass that has the
Potential to pull at my insides and
Tear me apart.

I am torrential rain in the middle of night
The lightning cracking across the sky and
The winds whipping through and breaking the branches that land on your porch or
Crash through your front door and
Leave puddles behind that you have to clean up in the morning
I am falling and pouring and
I am terrifying to those few who
Still hear their own screams in the thunder
And who know what the rain feels like
When it leaks from your eyes and
There is no drought in sight.  
The flooding that drowns from the inside out.

I am an icecream cone on a hot day,
I melt easily in the sun but
You cant resist me,
Three scoops of chocolate and vanilla and strawberry,
An assortment for the assorted,
The sticky sweet sugar on your tongue,
The rush of cold going straight to your head and
Causing a headache
Press your tongue to the roof of your mouth
And hope the pain goes but
When it finally does,
You take another bite and there's that cold again
The desire you can't quench so you
Lick and lick and lick
Despite the repercussions because
You like the way I taste.

I am a dandelion flower waiting to be picked
Waiting for wishes to come from someone's lips and
Feed my seeds so I can explore
But i am easily torn from the ground, out by my roots, without my choosing to
And i am easily cut down by blades pushed by those who dont
See me or
Dont care
And I am easily tossed aside once all of
My seeds have taken every wish to
Their destination and I am just a ****
And I will turn brown and rot and disappear
and will be forgotten.
Its been a very long while since I have written.  Not for lack of trying, of course.  This came today and I tried to unwrap it the best I could but sometimes the words dont come out the same way they were sent and its a bit rough.

It felt nice, though.
Sierra
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Sierra  Florida
(Florida)   
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