THERE is a tear-soul in the moon so blue               tonight i opened my heart and mouth

and said,              “I am what i become and i hurt everyone who helped
love to build my wall of hurt in my empty asking.”

i tried to kill it blinded by silence
so i stand in the dumb darkness and focus and the song i hear is not the needle

that tears a hole but the sound of the blue jay
who is my sweetest friend while everyone goes away
And nature is my own and

my tears so bold

speaks to my hurt and Love pounds so solidly
and Life is hurt                   and if I could

ever say how much
i wish i could have ever found a way…

:: 09192015 ::

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