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Sawn
Sharp jagged edges tear through my skull
running backwards and forwards
creating heat, as only your words can
Nerve ends jangle
trying to understand the sensations
of torn skin
of bone displaced
of blood in strange, new places
Then comes the ultimate reward -
my mind is opened
Based on Emily Dickinson's quote:
"If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off I ...
Sunday 30th October 2016 6:27 pm
From Whence We Came
Answering her ancient call
It's almost as if she whispers our name
That she knows and owns us all
Salt in the blood still proves the link
Urging hearts to soar, brains to think
Salt in the blood
Salt in the blood
We admire her with breath and ink
She beckons us there, somehow
Leaving only questions, no trac...
Monday 8th August 2016 9:34 pm
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