Line Poem

May 5, 2011
By hollynorris SILVER, North Tonawanda, New York
hollynorris SILVER, North Tonawanda, New York
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My uncertainty, painted shut
We had the same catastrophe gods
Open my wrists to see we had the same heart
Made of cellophane and invisible question marks
God was a wrecking ball
God was the brakes
God was a brick wall
I could make a goddamn window beautiful,
If there was a Death,

he could see we were definitely beautiful




definitely beautiful




definitely beautiful.
But it’s not my uncertainty, if he was there.
Cheekbones
Staring
Keyhole
Bricks
You gotta question authority.
60 at a wall

what happened to our conviction?


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