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washed of color
not lost of light
grays sharpen
black defines
whites fade
discovering
one’s focus

uncover
the truth
that is lost
in the kaleidoscope of life
take away
the brilliance
the brightness
let
dullness unfold
revealing
a matte

flashback

a flashback

couldn’t be controlled

a remembrance
that was forgotten

a bolt
out of the dark
shook the surroundings

creating a clear and concise
image
of that long past place

a shocking sensation
snapping
a sense of realization
generating a vision

an unsettling crack
rang through

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thank god it’s friday
why
are you going to
wish away everyday
just to get here
and really what is so special
you have nothing new
on your plate
you forgot to make a date
with that wild thing
you were thinking
………………..

perfect balance

 

peeling away
the layers
that once belonged
exposing
a core
that has stored
an emotional
trunk
stemming from
the good
the bad
the sadness
and blessings
of the past
recognizing
why
trust
and faith
are irreplaceable

to be free once more

there was something left
unsaid
when you departed
something under
your breath
that you couldn’t
quite spit out
for lack of courage
or
fearful
that you might be caught
in the truth of a lie

it’s besides
the point
you tucked your

beware of the storm

 

lightning struck
he ducked
it saved his skin
he was a little singed
but not burnt
to a crisp

it cleared up
his limp
and his lisp
being scared
to death
but he didn’t die

he had learned
never to hide
under