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Mar 2014
A rose in the teeth of a dead dog
Rain patters on the broken windshield of a car
Ten cradles rock in unison
A read ocean bubbles like air blown into milk
Ten persuasive arguments said together
Chocolate covered strawberries aflame
A man enters a building without a name

A pink note from a shadowy man laughs, leaving
Telescope love affair from across the street
The crinkled bag contains nothing
When there is music to be heard, people will listen
How was sand formed?
A million minds with everything and nothing to say
It was a night to remember, it was a night to forget

Canned soup on the stove heats up like a grenade
Dry fingers across a smooth keyboard with paper on the side
The clock strikes 3:30 and I am alone again
Though the sun is out, I look only at the shadows the trees make
Everyone in their cars have faces like gravestones
I've never seen a frog smile
Where are the men who have walked country mile

Will I be like this forever?
A naked dancer says her name is Boston
Once, the garage was filled with smoking tremors
Instead of the store clerk being late, the customers were
Food no longer nourishes me
When I wake in the morning, I roll over, and look at my feet
Each stair of this house was made by hand

Cuticles are the cutest things to push back
Time is a flat circle
I learned that from the television
Connecting the dots sometimes gets you nothing
I accept the limitations of humankind
I do not accept the limitations the brain
Who am I to accept anything at all?

Nourish the darkness
Wash clean the light.

Massage the demons
See the angels sight.

Care for the God
Who's carefree and glee.

Is a circled cage
Never to let you free.
Written by
Mitchell
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