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She is yellow tonight, grinning as she reflects the day. Her breath Splashes against me, needles of silver Inject my skin. Casting shadows and trapping thought, in punctured sails. Petals dissolve; gather as pulp at the base Of my heart. Burgundy lines solid flesh. Empty beats crackle and echo through my hollow bones. Chalk that spends itself in continual lines. Thought, in tatters hanging from my brain, Is dry. Scorched by the flickering tongue Of the sun. Flames that fed on the fertile Fabric, spun from raw emotion. Devoured the spark, halted production.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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