Cluttered, claustrophobic room
Cleaning up his mess
Breathing his breath
My back and lungs collapse
Blindfolded; held hostage
Pinned in a butterfly album
Wings flaccid in lethargy
Too tired to fight; too injured to fly
I see the window of change
Break free from the shackles
Inhale the sun in a lucid dream
Coast on jasmine breeze
Balanced by my Guardian’s sigh




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for a master piece from you
Now, with my prayers answered
feel I can fly, just like you do.
Marvelous!
wonderful work
Don't feel alone. I hurt my back doing foolish things on a mountain. Going for an op on 3 may...pain pills till then.
btw-You were the only one who caught the meanng behind the haunting
Love Ya~
Take good care!
I have missed these, and you.
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U Wishing you laughter and healing
'held hostage
Pinned in a butterfly album
Wings flaccid in lethargy'.... Superb!
Take care. Good to see you.
Inhale the sun in a lucid dream
This line speaks to me of autonomy, of gulping your freedom, grasping for it with all your might, in the biggest hunks you can swallow. Awesome.