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Tuesday, January 31, 2006

Games



January 6, 2006

Like a game of chutes and ladders
This time it’s down for me
Keep all arms and legs inside
As we continue on this ride
My eyes feel like deep caves
That had been scraped of all of their melatonin
Empty carcasses dangle from the ceiling’s highest arch
Somewhere deeper you lay
As you lie to me
And I cry to thee
You always find a way to keep me silent
Invisible braces lace my mouth shut
Small wire fences enwrap my orifices
I’ve lost my voice somewhere back there
On memory lane where we once relished in
Back there,
I danced in your heart and your laughter
I swam in your tears and your blood
I frolicked through your eyes and your soul
And rested my head in your once loving arms
Your picture seems brighter now
Almost illuminated solely by your soul’s strings
And I played cats cradle with them
And wrapped each piece of you around my fingers
You slowly unwound yourself
From my grasp
And from my head
You hobbled on your cane of salt and glass
You never looked back
Not even once
For if you did
You would’ve seen me breaking
Into a million pieces
Pieces of stars and light waves and anguish
Pieces of moonbeams and gumdrops sorted by color
Pieces of broken ribs and blood vessels
All form together
To make a completed puzzle of what I once was
Before our game began
Before I had no voice
And after my heart had begun to finally heal,
We began round number two.
Game on!

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