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metal & skin (xv.)

hands trembling as i’m

standing silently in the

locked bathroom stall

fists clenched and slam

bruised, with tiles loose

my eyes never waver as

i have a staring contest

with the grinning razor

but i have a bad feeling

that i’m about to lose.

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An Artist’s Love

may it be piano

or a guitar, i’ll

play it for you

may it be a pen

or quill, i’ll write

unfettered true

no matter how

many fingers i

break or bruise,

for you my dear

i’ll endure every

blister and callous.

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Skipping Stones

I throw a stone upon the air

And let it whistle past blues

If you looked but didn’t care

And you got hit and bruised

There’s nothing more to be

Done, other than let it fade

And pray caution next time

So the boulders you’ll evade.

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