I was dropped
Hit the ground like another Hiroshima
BOOM
Blew bits of me all over the walls of my brain
And staggered forth
little more than a silhouette
against the land of the rising sun
And I wandered
All over the place, looking for me
Because in the chaos, I forgot
That I’m always right where I’ve been
And that you, are all right where you belong
Someone told me once when you die
The priest says a prayer
To call all the bits of your soul back together again
From the people you left it with
That your soul is something
You give away wrapped in smiles,
That’s why when someone leaves you
Its easy to feel
Hollow
Until you realize
That they didn’t leave you empty hearted
Just empty handed.
And it’s true,
That memories don’t give great hugs
And words can’t wipe away those tears
The years go by heedless of pleas
To please,
Just,
Stop
For a moment.
So in the space between a hummingbird’s wing
I could, bring myself back to everyone.
To walk on waves and hop canyons
And send myself like a postcard
To everyone I’ve ever met,
And everyone I’ve yet to
So that before time could start back up again
I could give you my heart like a care-package
And whisper softly
Take care of this. I’m coming back for it.
Someone told me once when you die
The priest says a prayer
To call all the bits of your soul back together again
From the people you left it with
That your soul is something
You give away wrapped in smiles,
That’s why when someone leaves you
Its easy to feel
Hollow
Until you realize
That I didn’t leave you empty hearted
Just empty handed.














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Comment: I appreciate this more than I feel comfortable letting you know at the moment.
Command: Write more writey things **pokethebrain**
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: : squee : :
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-Supafly
Man, am I glad I didn't hold off on this one.
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This is beautiful, for lack of a better word. Hell, I could write a poem about how much I liked this poem.
Goodness. I feel a little.... I'm not sure. It's not breathless, it's not lighthearted, it's not surreal. It's something inbetween and all encompassing.
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Holy rising hemlines, Batman!
(and you're welcome.)
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Holy rising hemlines, Batman!
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