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The Soul selects her own Society —
Then — shuts the Door —
To her divine Majority —
Present no more —
by Emily Dickinson
Sagebrush hills
The Fall of the Dark Knight
I miss the weight of your head against the back of my neck,
where you hid your feelings, letting them rest somewhere safe.
Is that alright?
I worry at night, pondering these nightmares—
a lost child, his skull collapsing as he tries to find his way back home,
alone,
in the dark.
Even though I try to gather his pieces in my arms
they're unstable and
he's so arrhythmic,
slipping from my grip and
violently throwing his body against hard concrete;
fighting the burning ache of a cold soul
with nothing but his fists.
I watch him stumble through his remains
while I clutch my heart tight,
hoping to squeeze some warmth out of it.
But by the time I could drain enough blood to trade
my soul for his life,
his dull, unbecoming eyes
looked into mine,
full of surrender.
Like he'd always been prepared.
And now every caress I give him to soothe the ripped part of his chest,
where his heart should be,
tears his skin like old pages.
And I like that he smells of ancient tales and legends of brave knights,
but he might be, somehow,
losing against time.
Walking toward oblivion,
far past the moment
when I could no longer reach him.
Throwback to our last season in hell
If I were a flower... I would be a sunflower.
To always follow the sun, turn my back to darkness,
Stand proud, tall and straight even with my head full of seeds.
- Pam Stewart
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