you ought to MAG

August 9, 2015
By Changeling PLATINUM, Cupertino, California
Changeling PLATINUM, Cupertino, California
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you ought to wash your hands of me
(you don’t know where i’ve been)
perhaps the ink of night remains
on fingertips and clothes
perhaps the soot of thunderclouds
has dusted me from rose
to gray
and back again.

you ought to wash your lips of me
(i don’t know where i’ve been)
for all you know the earth’s dark clay
was caked like makeup there
for all you know, the sun-white bones,
were worn and tangled in my hair
and they
held death inside.

you ought to wash your self of me
(who knows where i have been)
it’s possible that sorrows hid
deep in the marrow (mine)
it’s possible that rivers flowed
full salted and divine
in their
canyons down my cheeks.

scrub hard, be sure to use warm water
and see if off your dirtied hands
flow traces of the earth’s daughter.

or if the only sight
among burst soap suds glistening
are gray, burst dreams you touched
when you touched me (vanishing).



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on Aug. 17 2015 at 10:28 pm
futurista12 ELITE, Far Rockaway, New York
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Favorite Quote:
"And though she be but little, she is fierce."- Shakespeare

Really, really beautiful

Hanban12 ELITE said...
on Aug. 17 2015 at 9:22 pm
Hanban12 ELITE, Lake Worth, Florida
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Favorite Quote:
"If you have built castles in the air, your work need not be lost; that is where they should be. Now put foundations under them."
Henry David Thoreau

"I fell in love the way you fall asleep; slowly, and then all at once."
John Green

Beautiful, and well worth the Editor's Choice. I really hope this is published, it's got such a wonderful rhythm, along with undeniably unique imagery. Keep writing. :)




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