there is an unknown thief
black-clad
masked vigilante
stealing into my nights
robbing me
of things
I once took
for granted
hand
leg
foot
now unpredictable strangers
i struggle to learn
their new language
I must
broker truces
new alliances
keep this country
called body
running smoothly
until underlying
political tensions identified
conflicts resolved
or
if necessary
new borders negotiated
© 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All rights Reserved
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That’s a riddle of a lifetime!!
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I am hoping not, actually!
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Change, adaptation, negotiating unfamiliar territory, sort of like puberty, but without the hormones and excitement, and just a strange.
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Indeed!
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Christine Ray – Negotiation with estranged parts
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Fabulous !
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Thank you Holly!
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This is great Christine!
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Thank you Braeden!
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Welcome
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🙂
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