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  • Anna Ruiz
    Familiar Here you are again my friend, naked and uncompromising the mirror steams of breath so i pass for living flesh, the pain body reasserts itself feeds
    Message 1 of 2 , Oct 12, 2008

      Familiar

       

      Here you are again my friend,
      naked and uncompromising
      the mirror steams of breath
      so i pass for living flesh,
      the pain body reasserts itself
      feeds upon the marrow of my bones
      immersed,
      not yet drowning
      i am
      incredibly proficient in my dramatic display
      of misery...

      i need a knight of serendipity to slay the dragons
      of despair to find me all alone and
      in a magical mystical forest of sighs

      unearthed

      but i dream now.

      i dream now i remember a million lifetimes
      ending with this moment of rebirth

      and the world cares not for any single
      incarnation

      it just goes on.

      i struggle for no apparent reason

      these mental demons are stronger
      than my body's bliss.

      my heart is full of what if's...

      and the sun is always shining
      across Elysian Fields,

      wheatfields bow as i pass by.









      ~A

    • Steve Toth
      FAMILIAR We came here for love but we got raped & jilted We came here for warmth but we got burned Still we look for the light that is coming our way Not
      Message 2 of 2 , Mar 14, 2013
        FAMILIAR

        We came here for love
        but we got raped & jilted
        We came here for warmth
        but we got burned
        Still we look for the
        light that is coming our way

        Not because of
        our command of the facts
        or our lack of the same
        but simply by
        the sheer strength
        of our wanting it to be so

        In more senses than one
        I still don't know
        if I'm an immature vulture
        or a tornado
        or the longest song ever
        by a mockingbird in love

        But I know you
        can't reach the headwaters
        without swimming a ways
        against the current
        & we are all the works
        of our own arts

        We strangers we're family
        Words can exaggerate
        the outlines & distances of things
        but our instincts are still making
        the hairs on the backs
        of our necks stand up

        Steve Toth
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