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8/11/2018 7:07:09 AM
Gabrielle Jordan
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i live inside my mothers
fears
learning to un-breath
standing still in time
with the defiant smile
of a dying old seaman
as he takes his last dive
in the middle of the night
lying on the floor gasping for air
that finds pleasure in her struggle
just want to breath
just don't want to die
i live inside my mothers
memories
now locked in a jeweled mosaic box
swirling in cradled cobwebs in the air
daffodils swaying
to harmonicas playing
along a pristine path
leading down a lifeless street
birds flutter overhead
but they fly not
caged from birth
babies dream as mothers wean
with just a soft hint of
soy milk and Chanel #19
toxic melodies
exhale their sorrows
into bulging white nimbus clouds
rain drops scurrying home on the strada
clad in black rubber boots
evading the sun
under large grey worthless umbrellas
toddlers bathing under moon rays
sprinkled in talcum powder
wearing stiletto booties
waiting for milk
that will not come in their mothers fairytale
i live inside my mothers
smile
just a hint of glow only seen
at Sunday Sunrise
it shreds my heart to settle on those vanished eyes
un-panicked irony of the stow away thief
strolling freely on the titanic
the cold black water crashing against the steel beams of the
Brooklyn Bridge
the hurried barren sound
of wet high heels
striking concrete pavement
the quiet swish of a nylon slip
as it fights the skirt to keep up pace
almost there
almost safe
almost
You
broke her
and now
I
only
get to love
any pieces
that I can still find
i live inside my mothers
regret
i gaze at my own child
i gesture
go inside
close the life
be quiet
be careful
or something will happen
i know better
but
i live inside my mother
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