CaptivityShe sits at her piano. Black against white, Fingers pressing into keys.Captivity
Eyes closed at her piano. A foot caressing the gold pedal, Shoulders tense, back drawn taught— Perfect pitch and posture.
There is a need for release, A strain for every jolt of anger, Hatred. Every disappointment yearns to come screaming through her fingers.
She succumbs.
And she pushes the notes into the air. Force, frustration, trembling rage. Each note being painfully drawn forth from within her. Crescendo— Diminuendo. Inhale— Exhal
PauseIt is not that I am weak without you, I just do not remember strength. Not that I have died in your absence, But that life has become a foreign, Tainted Pause. My purgatory— A break in the circuit of Time— This isolated waiting place IPause
So heavily accept.
This is where the belly of separation has
Become pregnant. I keep faith in a Deliverance, But let the space now close— A gold coin in your heart’s coffer To end the Waiting period, To mend my brokenness.
It is but a simple heartbeat that bids me Rest a while here. Silent
Devious Journal Entry
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I wrote my name on the sun
Hey, all right, I might be goddamned
A life of arctic sounds
Hey, all right, I might be goddamned
All the sad comedians
Hey, all right, I might be goddamned
I might be goddamned
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I wrote my name on the sun
Hey, all right, I might be goddamned
A life of arctic sounds
Hey, all right, I might be goddamned
All the sad comedians
Hey, all right, I might be goddamned
I might be goddamned
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I think I'm getting the fear
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I wrote my name on the sun
Hey, all right, I might be goddamned
A life of arctic sounds
Hey, all right, I might be goddamned
All the sad comedians
Hey, all right, I might be goddamned
I might be goddamned
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