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Beginnings Without Ends

March 26, 2015
By Anonymous

We are souls,
Wandering,
In the forest,
Ear bones on the beach—
In a casket—
Leftover scraps that refuse to rot.

Take root with me
So we are trees,
Bleeding into the Earth,
Let us be one,
A haunting, mesmerizing,
Fantastical spirit;

That shines like St. Elmo’s fire in eyes,
Making angel halos around irises,
Water rings on glass.
Leave stains with me, on the universe.
Be a beginning that refuses to end.


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Inspired by Strange Fruit by Billie Holiday


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