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Fault Lines
Somewhere far beyond this faux grin I wear lies the fault…in all of its lined fashion Emptiness lingering on a sifted thought, reaching for anything that resembles what we had It appears on a thin white stripe, as a banner of frightening horizontal access…merely a tap required, and I freeze…wide eyed, glaring amongst holding pattern tears, scared to death while revealing what waits… There was a time when this occurrence was that of a beautiful sunrise, a fresh cup of coffee and my heart would skip a beat…now it stops, flat line, daring me to breathe As I read your words, over and over…and over again, like a jagged line in the vinyl, spinning slowly, bouncing back to the beginning, my eyes search, longing for a phrase, a chance slip in the ink Dissecting each italicized letter, I find fonts of beauty delivering curlicue pain while draping my heart with paragraphs of brocade fabric dreams shredded and left out to dry…fading in the sun Even looking away it still remains, staring back, spelling out the fault…I see it and I hate it, for like my faint refection in this lighted screen… I recognize it…and it is me
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