Consolation

September 9, 2011
By snowybutterfly DIAMOND, Fremont, California
snowybutterfly DIAMOND, Fremont, California
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Favorite Quote:
Gold teeth, Grey Goose, tripping in the bathroom, blood stains, ball gowns, trashing the hotel room, we don't care, we're driving Cadillacs in our dreams --Lorde


Amid the soothing stories
Of women who sing
I realize
I look like anyone else
And I am happy, like a
Child, because maybe
Tomorrow has come at last
Between the fires, wars,
Insistent rain and macabre earthquakes,
There lies a consolation, cello-like in it's
Everlasting comfort
When you start with a continuation
And a contradiction in one breath
No answer, yet, the right key but
The wrong box, maybe, such a
Weak sound--
Of too many broken pieces in one
Body
And the voices and memories
Are the only thing to mend them.



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