MY DESTINATION

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JOURNAL # 41

melodic topography
blankets haphazard structures
feigning joy
the emptiness drags
the want so very deep
making the shadow search
force ridden yet blurred
rain sings softly
saturating the very soul
with profound awareness
encouragement caresses
a plethora of private thoughts
into being spoken aloud
so very brave the mutual
misfortune has become
hiccups of emotions
curiously are exchanged
the eyes and the ears
allow themselves to be enchanted
by the humanity of what is
so sweetly shared
victim or victor
the label is never clear
you said it best
though likely in such ironic jest
you are
'My Destination'..............
(Oct. 27, 2014 11pm)

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Just a poem pulled out of a witty banter with a friend...........

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