04-18-2013, 09:36 PM
saw Neena's post and this line popped to mind:
I have promises to keep
And miles before I go to sleep
thus:
My heart is broken but I do not weep
it’s split into three and scattered around.
A slice resides in the tropics, it sleeps
steeped in nostalgia, close to ancestry.
Another is preserved in frozen ground
watching young faces grow for me.
The rest resides my soul’s hollow mound
contracts, expands with what love it meets
stays limited, deflated, but it shouldn't be.
I've sworn to return my own self to me
my blood calls from across the seas
but my puzzle remains incomplete.
I have promises to keep
And miles before I go to sleep
thus:
My heart is broken but I do not weep
it’s split into three and scattered around.
A slice resides in the tropics, it sleeps
steeped in nostalgia, close to ancestry.
Another is preserved in frozen ground
watching young faces grow for me.
The rest resides my soul’s hollow mound
contracts, expands with what love it meets
stays limited, deflated, but it shouldn't be.
I've sworn to return my own self to me
my blood calls from across the seas
but my puzzle remains incomplete.
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The howling beast is back.
The howling beast is back.

