Plucking
It's time… Whispered my inner voice ...to pluck off the screws that kept the joints intact, …to unstitch the itchy threads that kept the skin entwined, …to remove the scabs all over this once severely damaged frame, …but mostly…to gently unwrap the bandages that held my shattered heart in one piece.
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Thabaknee
You may see the world thru my words. You may see yourself thru my words. But mostly you may assume my poetry is about me. If a line kicks off the edge, imagine what a poem would do.
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