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I have been cracking bones to get to my heart-
Keeping a firm grip-
Hindering it from running wild

(C) Tiffanie Noel Doro
  Aug 2014 Tiffanie Noel Doro
Poetic T
The
Mouth
Does
Say,
What the mind regrets too late..
To the fields in springtime
Picking violets
Did I come
So welcoming the fields
A single night I slept there.  
Life is a vindictive game
And it’s been cheating us-
Before we ever took our first breathes
I thought the diagnoses of my moms cancer was the worst but I may have been horribly wrong.
Celestial forces
Giving rise to planets
In our incandescent night sky

No heavens are in my heart
Bring my heart to rest-
Beside the lucent fragments
I have spent wishing upon-
Before my my memory had ever sparked the time line of my passing years

(C) Tiffanie Noel Doro
It always seems to come back down to this edge

To this constricting questioning-
of living
It's ticking in her head-
The most magnificent orchestra she has ever felt in her chest
Slowly muffling the warmth as it continues to run wild-
Pushing out of her limbs
as her throat is falling-

Falling faster into slumber
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