Ricochet Brenda Reeves |
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crimson streams of liquid love dripping languidly to the river at my feet mirror shattered broken glass stepping over me glinting in amused imperfection |
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| - tinkling bells of screaming agony blinding my senses |
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| numb to the absent reality | |||
| - the twisted misconception | |||
| staleborn chords of a lost melody, marring the arias haunting kaleidoscope of vivid vagueness | |||
| blinding pool-myriad of opaque sorrow peering up at me gaunt hand of blackened youth | |||
| - captivating nights of lacking joy | |||
| reaching with tangible scorn | |||
| - pristine arrogance | |||
| pulling me in to drown in the puddle | |||
| - the lake of erratic unsurity | |||
| to leave as I came- | |||
| - ricochet, coming back full tilt | |||
| no stopping ...............never left. | |||
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-Brenda
Reeves