I’ve slept through these last two months a giant conclave in mountain. Chains rattled by breathe. Silenced by your absence. Meditation. A dream world. The future where we agree to ‘talk it out’ on repeat. Exploring every scenario. Me growing fairy wings. Flying backwards into summer. You becoming an ogre. Undesirable anyway. Curled inside myself beneath the soft beat of my heart. Staying safe. Warm. Waiting for this silence to thaw. 

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Thawing Silence

nice image - allets



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I'm not such a fan of this poem. I don't know I've been writing a tone these days but not really liking any of it, not hating it either which I guess is good...

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