Sunday, August 3, 2008

Bitterness

I haven't found my happiness
Bitterness has shown herself
in flowing colors to me,
in black ink
words etched and inlayed in her
a message I can't yet read,
but somehow
I understand
Leave this behind
Close the box
nail the lid down
nail the wood
my hands underneath pushing up
breaking, cutting
and drops of blood fall
like tears, rain on my face
the coolness of the split second shock
and warmth speading around
in so many layers

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