Unknown
Lovers Made of Substance of the Stars,
Believe
that what we know will change in a present time, tomorrow. Be ready to accept things your child
self would have had an easy time.
Prepare to love the things that same child longed to see. Forget the ground that you find so dear
rejoice in the urge to resist the voices that pull you here and there. Never forget the lover that made you
who you are. Smash the thumb that
keeps you all but a dog. Let your
minds eye tear to clear the fog that smears your fear.
-DBL
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Isolate
the crooked bone
Wind
that urge that leaves you to believe
In
that seat left occupied with the heat
This
is fiction resolved to exist to replace
Known
is objects hide in plan sight
Reasons
creep in stride with shadows
Never
can shake the black skirt
Willingness
to love the space in which it spins
In
a warm bed in a cool room lies the resistance
This birth that there will be
Will
be the fight we will leave
Change
the cheers of pride
Make
them tears that one can not hide
Blank
will be the paper that will unfold
All
the things that could not be acknowledged
Running
from the fear of being left alone
Charge
one to keep this throne
Swear
sweep stare share all that needs to repeat
Scar
the flesh that has more strength when it reverts
Gentle
finger guide the palm
Into
the intersection of numb and hooked resolve
Age
passes on a wave of control and comfort
A
step towards vocal call is a call to dissent
Feet
assemble on a platform of love
Burning
their soles in the crucible of misguide empathy
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