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Random Poem:

Choking Now on His Own Words
Isabelle5

I took his hurtful words,
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spun them into shrouds
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and hung myself upside down,
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like a bat in hell or a worm about to turn.
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I hid in the quiet darkness of my car,
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parked below his studio apartment,
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where my screams would be unheard,
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where tears could scald
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the skin from off my face,
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where no one would determine
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the depth of my grief.
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30 days, the time it takes to make
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one journey round the blind and sullen Moon
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and here I am, devoid of mourning,
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fresh from the deep sleep of sadness,
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ready to laugh again.
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He gestures at my face, asking where
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the tears have gone, why I smile –
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I tiptoe to his side, wrap my arms
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around his neck, whisper “You fool,”
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before dancing away on sunbeams,
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singing happily “Mon petit imbécile"
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until he takes my words and
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begins to spin them into shrouds,
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realizing - too late - his grave mistake.
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