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May 2013
Powder keg
caked-cracked hands
reach grab
snag
shuffle softly into sand

Sun unknowingly blows open doors wider
than any mouth can go
oh
open wider
wider wider

Wire tap my mind
so you can breathe inside grab
a drink unwind
unhinge
bring to the brink

Binge to the brim
skim skip hop trip
roll down the hill
if you break your crown
bags of cats could tell you

even in the dark there is a light
brighter
too bright to see
breathing
being
heating hot coals waking the sleeping

My mother told me
N E Waters
Written by
N E Waters  Eugene
(Eugene)   
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