The World Is Quiet Here

"Sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together" -Marilyn Monroe [S.21.NY. Musings of my mind]

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And I bet you never thought You’d be the moon In someone else’s sky"

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Words,   I'm searching, no   grasping for the right way    For you, for me   What I've done Words    At first weightless   shoved into an ever    widening void Now    A buoy for that hope     And love    Regrets Words      They elude me so      And you, all the more

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I fell in love the

way a bird takes its first flight

Falling, then soaring

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Swept Away

You took me by storm Swept into my life in a whirl of whipping winds, Threatening whatever Structure of a life stood with your persistent presence

And oh,    did       you         rain.

             Hard. No umbrella could shelter me I had no choice But to let you fall upon me Drop by drop Until you saturated        every        last        inch        of me.

Me encantó cada gota de lluvia

We crashed into each other As heightened waves might meet at an angry sea Unrelenting and unapologetic You swallowed me whole, I was left gasping for air Clutching at the stillness of the shore

But,    I savored every moment     of the storm that reminded my   Bones how to move my muscles to flex my mind to wonder and my heart    to float above the chaos. 

You left in the same fashion

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Drop at sea

Choosing my favorite thing About you would be as Difficult as finding the first Raindrop to fall during an angry storm at sea

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I always come back to this blog when I'm feeling entirely gone and overwhelmed.  Writing is truly, my best friend.

It takes some of the spin out all the dizzying things, takes some of the weight off my shoulders, loosens the mind, sooths the soul.

It's the one thing I can always count on. Because when it's down on paper,  it's real,  it's there. In your face. Out of your mind and breathing, alive for you to face.

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been

Gone for so long.

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Everything you ask Of me is only fair; but I’m sorry, I can’t. 

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I take long leaves of absences When the blank page begins To burn the corneas of my eyes And whatever scraps of words That miraculously pour out of My fingers flood the space Between us But I’m back I always do come back After the earth has swayed itself into a new sleeve of colors, And like fallen apples far from the tree My words no longer stumble

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Who drained all of the colors in the painting,  which only a moment before reflected vivid hues of greens and blues and reds reminiscent of a time--so long ago.. No matter now, it's all gone The greys forged together and the Whites only slightly highlight The ghost of an image once So vibrant, so lively even in its Flat plane, it was like music for the eyes One could almost see it, Wavering, luring your sight in Deeper...deeper

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I could disappear In the blink of an eye And it still wouldn't be fast enough

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I have lived in my body for years and still need maps and lights to find my way to how I feel.

Body of Maps  (via there-are-no-memories-here)

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if you look closely enough

you could see the holes where her

skin has begun to peel, 

exposing the fragile frame underneath

nothing but nails and rotted wood

loosely held together by faith 

covering the carved bones and 

muscles that have atrophied

listen for the creak creak in her steps

and clunk in her chest when she

inhales into her metallic heart

desperately grasping,reaching

for a better tomorrow

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it's coming back to bite me in the ass but it was the right decision wasn't it? to put myself in front of the fire, shielding them all from the flames but my back was turned for so long i didnt notice the burns on her arms, the cuts on her tongue

I wanted to protect them from the bruises, keep them all on dry land while i steered the boat away from the maelstrom but i couldn't tell the bites and the stings and the scorching sand would get them anyway

and when finally drenched and beaten,  I knelt to put them on  my shoulders, my spine crushed and feet swelling but ready to run

Together they broke me

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done and done,  you were right. 

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I don’t want to write anymore—not when you’re all my words embody

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For a second I forgot all about you; I felt you all the same