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12:46 in the afternoon where the weather is slightly cold and foggy

Date Written: November 8, 2017
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Dreams like broken glass

Reflected in things seen.

Tainted and in pieces.

In a landmine full of

Once supple creations

Now bombs filled with

Oils and unruly

Delusions.

You thought it can be fixed

With tools

Passed down or discovered.

Beneath, above, and all.

Injections of imagined

Scenarios.

None is greater

And Nothing is worse.

Mud has settled

Inside the waters

Where a flower is dying

to grow out.

Another slate

Cleansed of the other.

Tabulations of unstable weathers

Knocked the wind out.

Burning bridges has become the way

Even before it has been settled.

A habit enforced.

Distrust and loneliness

In a collection of islands.

Once called home,

Now barren with chemicals

Of dead carcass.

Oh these all look at me back

from the broken pieces

Reflected back at me.

 

2 comments on “12:46 in the afternoon where the weather is slightly cold and foggy”

  1. talwar_amber     November 8, 2017

    Sad n moving piece!

  2. River.Ophelia     November 11, 2017

    “Distrust and loneliness in a collection of islands’ … great line
    loved the whole cold & foggy feel of this 🙂

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