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Mom, I'm home

I can feel my mother’s thoughts All these miles away She needs a pick-me-up So I get on a big machine Way too big to be in the sky How does that work anyway? Centrifugal force attempts to infuse Your center to your spine For one moment The universe holds its breath, Then lets out a long howl And follows along behind, sucked back into place With a pronounced sum of mayhem The wheels descend and kiss the earth The kind of kiss that rocks your whole existence A shocking, wet French kiss A long tongue that jolts you right out of Taking life for granted

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 8/24/2015 4:48:00 PM
Oh what a lovely write Janet - love the description of the air travel and the reunion with your mum:-) hugs Jan xx
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Janet Lorenzo
Date: 9/12/2015 11:46:00 AM
thank you!