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Misshapen Thoughts

Misshapen thoughts - Held beyond oblivion, shackles cut the flow, chains of rusted memories wrapped tightly around my windmill brain Squeezing life, in or out, pooling on a jagged earth Grimacing contorted gestures and pointed fingers heckle as I am dragged through the streets of my misshapen thoughts Over cobblestone alleys, dark lonely walls splattered in pig blood graffiti spelling my name wrong Dripping slowly, staining brick and off color facades changing by the day, exposing expressions of those shunned in the face of popularity

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Charmaine Chircop

Date: 1/7/2017 7:03:00 AM

So much to read between the lines here dear Chris.

Chris Green
Date: 1/9/2017 8:36:00 AM

Thanks so very much for reading and commenting dear Charmaine.

Alexis Y.

Date: 1/6/2017 6:36:00 PM

WoW! Chris, you painted a somber picture with this write. The imagery in the piece was crystal clear. It was kind of chaotic and lovely at the same time. I'm a definitely fan of your pen. A without a doubt seven:-) Alexis

Chris Green
Date: 1/9/2017 8:35:00 AM

Thank you Alexis for always bringing a smile to my face with your nice comments

Doug Vinson

Date: 1/6/2017 5:37:00 PM

This! Give us more! Don't know why, Chris, and not even saying it's necessarily a good thing, but in sadness or more 'difficult' aspects of life and thought, still great beauty can lie.

Doug Vinson
Date: 1/7/2017 12:02:00 AM

Don't hesitate to avert those eyes. : )

Chris Green
Date: 1/6/2017 5:48:00 PM

It sure can if you know where to look. Thanks Doug, this one just came out when I wasn't looking.