Sunday, October 02, 2016

Postcard 32


"Lit up in a blaze of glory as if
Suddenly slapped by an angry angel."
My rage was incandescent
Burning through my cells and
Radiating from tip of each hair
Standing out at attention
It came on fast and shot through me
Dragged me while I hung on
Enjoying the ride though the
Destination was a mystery
Until we reached it and I was
Doused, smothered, stopped
Put out, shut down, ended
Empty where the fire
Flamed, barren and bereft
Until the pain moved in
Announcing that what had come was merely
Prodromal preview for what comes next

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Saturday, October 01, 2016

Postcard 31


Stretch new skin across your face
Draw on some eyes and paint pink lips
Disguise and dissemble and distract
You'd be surprised how much you can
Get away with when everyone is looking
In the right direction, but still they cannot see
The oppressors give you the
Tools to beat them at their
Own game. Yes it takes
Work and time and effort
There will be days when
You wonder if it's worth it
That's just the system
Beating you down
Trying to get you to reveal.
Keep your true self
Hidden behind the fake one they taught you to
Create. Your reality is yours and yours alone
They never need to know what is underneath

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