ache

Feb 22, 2012 12:16

beast in the brain
aching to tear through,
a trapped respite,
where is the oasis?
where is the succor in the
amber sap bubbling to the
surface
there is tiredness in
the toughened bark
that sags when it
is pulled too hard
for too long,

but it does not die

we do not die like that.

poetry

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bennybunny February 22 2012, 01:42:37 UTC
Your muse sure has been very full bodied lately :)

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eyealtering February 22 2012, 01:48:28 UTC
Or I have been more readily online and showing off her wares ...

:)

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bennybunny February 22 2012, 01:59:59 UTC
Well it's one or the other! And I'm jolly pleased about it x

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eyealtering February 22 2012, 04:22:49 UTC
::curtseys::

x

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eyealtering February 23 2012, 20:50:06 UTC
Hope/Optimism can be a great thing, my friend.

Thank you so much! XO

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wytchcroft February 24 2012, 22:18:19 UTC
fabulous and feral :))

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