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Nov 2013
Digging deeper
Ebony points in slow descent
from the vacuum of heaven
peek from blackness
No eyes, no mouth,
Still glaring, still speaking
the feelings evaded for so long
and now with unfettered resolve
twisted spires come drilling down
to find the Earth, after my bones
after my tightening skin
If my body explodes and I soak the ground
may the ignored questions of the heart be found
in blood, when you've built your home
with great intention but holes all over,
when it's spilling down the trembling walls
If my body returns to the hungry earth
your best kept book means nothing,
means nothing

I can sleep well in your nightstand
Jaymisun Kearney
Written by
Jaymisun Kearney  Portland, OR
(Portland, OR)   
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   Derek Yohn
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