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The Iron Cage** Within a prison built of bone and sinew, He dwells, a captive, where no sun shines in. His flesh, a battlefield where armies clash, And joints, once fluid, now are bound in ash. Psoriasis, a crimson, crawling tide, Leaves burning trails where life should freely glide. Arthritis, with its gnawing, twisting grip, Has stolen...

White negligee floats on still water, skates drift idly on ice, gulls cry greeting the dawn, in the spring cherry blossoms will come.

I encountered you in another kingdom. I discovered the truth, in which return you could not believe. Step by step, our words intertwined—too common to turn into stone. Fingerprints converged inexorably— the miracle was painfully far. I do not reckon with prayers— everything once foreign suddenly became very near. I rose, my heart fled in...

Why do I stand here, screaming? Into this stormy weather. Do I want to be heard, or am I to afraid? To get noticed… Why does it have to be? All or Nothing! I have you, I am happy. No one gets me, the world falls apart. Trying, but not hard enough Doing it all at once, no focus Try to focus, nothing gets done Screaming! So loud, but nothing. Fall...

I saw spring rain at the end of March. It drizzled as it was partly cloudy, Sparkling in periods of angelic light. It all seemed so much more heavenly Beaming below the ominous darkness. Mountains of mighty clouds turned, Rolling in the vast blue firmament, Building up in the horizon by dusk, To hold a majestic double rainbow. It resonated to the...

Let the Spanish Inquisition fall upon your hips, and your feet move like gunshots in the night. Let your breath escape as laughter while your whirlwind waist twists and twirls. You're so fucking free, and it shows in the way that you don't ever miss a step. I've heard music, but this was the first time I saw what her face looked like.

“After all we’ve been through, It can’t be over, you must keep going” One said as a partner grew Colder, with a contented smile of knowing He grabbed a hand and said “It’s okay for the journey to be over, That’s the best part, because That’s when you can start a new one, Rest a moment, then see what’s next” A tear fell, and words quivered “I...