layed she down on the hard
gravity pulled
and saw her mark
stained upon the sidewalk
there it was
the outline of a life
burned under the stars
she rose up
took in her print engraved upon the measured square
the outline of perennial personality
a bankrupt life, flailing
etched across the pavement
beckon sun to burn
moon to pull away birthmarks
until the image she has believed in her whole life
succumbs to the moon wash and the sun rays
bleeds into the cement
disappears down under
releasing
where she began
forfeiting
the prediction
of where she would end
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November 11, 2013 at 4:00 pm
Miche
wow i read this several times aloud. one of your best.
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November 12, 2013 at 5:00 pm
iwritemyself
this is a real personal one so am gratified it touched you. Thanks for your comment, Michelle!
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November 11, 2013 at 7:16 pm
Teresa
Excellent! Agree with Miche that this is one of your best.
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November 12, 2013 at 5:01 pm
iwritemyself
so surprising! I did not think this one would speak to anyone else but me. I so appreciate your feedback here.
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November 12, 2013 at 5:11 pm
Audrey Kalman
chilling…
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