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Once upon a time, there lived a little girl. More than anything in the whole wide world, this little girl wanted to be loved. She searched many, many foreign places for love. She kissed many toads for love. She loved and she loved and she loved. The more she loved, the harder it became. Her tiny little heart was fading. Layers and layers of molten skin were binding her. Finally, the little girl exploded. She began lashing out at everything and everyone in sight. Bolts of lightning were striking all she touched and did not touch. She began to spin out of control. As she spun, rings and rings were spinning off of her painting the earth. Many colors began flying throughout the air. Suddenly, she was naked. She looked into the water and there, she found her love. Now, to find the prince…

Sunday, April 17, 2011

Empty Nest



The house is empty

I know it best

years of living

trying to digest


I ramble through

memories of me and you

that's how I forgive

what you did to us


rambling through


Years were best

when you weren't here

appreciating

time spent alone


Today

memories rambling

I wish you no harm

but thoughts

of finding your way


We were lost souls

connecting at bay

lost souls

who didn't know their way


Today

the house is empty

children grown

going their own way

with love from me

guiding their way


Thoughts of you

wishing to tap

to bring inside

yet

as then

you are a stranger

losing

your way


I could cry

I could scream

yet it wouldn't matter

you weren't there

when it mattered

so to hell with you

strangers

always



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