A collaboration between Christine of Brave and Reckless and S. Francis of SailorPoet
The days blend, one into the other,
Waking naked into the world, I stare
Into a meaningless blur trying for
Definition with a shave and makeup
Armor to protect from soulless work
Seeping inside these walls to steal
What remains of my fight. I sleep
Empty in bed, cold featureless sheets
Cover my flesh, only virgin pillows
Wrapped in white, offering contours.
Loneliness like a season failing passage.
excellent blend of voices to produce one universal example of a lone cry. ironic, isn’t it? that loneliness is universal.
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It is, isn’t it? Always alone with our thoughts.
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I love you two together.
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Thank you! As you know, Steve is fabulous.
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At once empty and so full.
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❤
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Reblogged this on cabbagesandkings524 and commented:
Christine Ray & S. Francis – a seamless collaboration
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Lovely writing. Forlorne I think. The last line in particular draws this feeling out and sits in your memory.
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I am so glad that this was so evocative for you Amanda
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Reblogged this on BrewNSpew and commented:
A collaboration between Christine Ray of Brave and Reckless and & S. Francis of Sailor Poet. This is worth reading – a masterpiece.
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Thank you Eugenia- Steve is a pleasure to write with
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