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Literature
Static and stars
Sweet someone
You're hanging stars up in the static
You let maybes
into your dreams
But these years of ours
are crowding out your favorite promises
Dear loved one
You open up
the sky
to let the storms drift in
You say
the thunder and the silence
sound like God
Listen,
my loveliest
somebody
Your heartbeat thunders
like God's whispers
speaking your maybes
into my dreams and your electric silence
shimmers over us
promising
Closer,
someday,
closer
Literature
coming home
moments no longer
hang
delicately suspended
waiting
instead
deliriously happy
racing the storm
running down a street
thunder and sheets of rain
all around
wind curves around
pushes forcefully forward
leap
storm raging
pulls
up
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The Wanderer
There was only the sun, and the thirst. For a while it hadn't been so bad, more of a nagging sensation than anything else but as the miles passed and one by the one the others who'd followed in the dark skinned woman's wake collapsed it had changed. From a quiet nagging it grew to be all consuming; blotting out everything else. Now there was just it and the ever more irregular rhythm of her steps as one followed the other, each one harder than the last. But still she staggered onwards beneath the sun's heat, following the woman who'd set out so boldly who knew how long ago. As others gave up and collapsed, never to move again, she carried on,
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I love how the word "kiss" is tiny.