Mantis

16 Jan 2021

·Deckard

on the stool the Mantis sat I watched him for a good while until he turned to face the piano stretched his incredibly long legs and arms and began to play a version of color blind so intensely beautiful it brought tears to my shallow eyes and warmth to my frozen heart just after the final note echoed down the hall he snagged a fly that had fallen under the hypnotic beauty of his play he turned his head in that peculiar way they do blinked one giant eye and said 'never assume'

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Deckard

Deckard

I began writing poetry when I was a teenager and it truly saved me from a destructive path. 'Time Heals' will be on my grave stone'. I have 3 incredible kids who are the greatest gifts that God has given me. If I have advice to give to aspiring...

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