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Mar 2018
I lost myself
After I lost you
Why didn't I see
I was letting your eyes
Make me as we speak

Your words, comments,
Even the little gestures
Crowned me
Victory or defeat

I lost you
Now I only see my feet
They go nowhere
My head is empty
With despair

Loves empty canvass
Draws no more potions
There needs to be evasive action
To take hold of my endings

Scrap my tongue
Scatter the ashes across this
Plain white backdrop
Make scrimmages from
Self doubt, self pity,
And disappointment

There's no point in running
I'm always on empty

I often hear whispers
They say sit
Feel what she's done
What's left
Now binge on forgiveness

You'll find your soul
Underneath it
The flame will spark again
The dead will speak in color
Another shoulder will appear
To hold all of your secrets

The moon is full tonight
Maybe this light
This dark bright ancestral light
Will be my path

I have no earth to grab on to
I might as well die
Float up to the sky
Ask the gods
To bring me another muse
Someone just as lovely as you

I'll stay lost forever
If that's what it takes
To build a garden
Inside of these empty gates
Karisa Brown
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