Falling Awake Poems

Rough manly lines and a stark striking blue
Jump out against the season's moody sky
Tracing your depths, my flesh colored anew
I'm jolted from sleep inside my mind's eye
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It seems I don't know quite how to respond,
To the pain present, within and beyond,
So, my subconscious defaults to the lead,
With habitual patterns, I proceed…
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A white fine toothed comb
Runs through my being
Neuron knots de-conditioning
Liberating, freeing
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Not moving on or away,
Time passes- it elapses,
And I'm moving forward-
with no timeline,
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Ears perked at every
meeting of tire to gravel
My neck extends out
Like a desperate dog
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This change in gravitation,
From my centerpiece dying,
Has me spinning in rotation,
But I'm still hanging on trying.
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A response to stress,
I'm a nervous mess,
And, I just don't know
what to do with my hands.
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Four years elapsed,
Since the world collapsed,
And I still can't delete it,
Delete it from my head.
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I'm still rooted, anchored down
Admittedly, sipping on past sorrow…
Yet, I sense a calling for realization
So, wherever the sun arcs… I follow
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Wasting my time,
on the borderline, empty,
I reach for the next second.
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