Sky’s the Limit

Will closing in,
I removed shudders
–gloss already shattered,
I dismantled dour
~hinge by hinge~

 
breathing
deep
(Diaphragmatically)
I re∙tiled flair,
re∙tooled crown-
-melding stories
(I re∙taled)
every one of
them
without waif.

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I bring to you an arrow, whole, Use it, or break it, But if you choose to take it --Know-- With it also, I will go. © Karen Robiscoe @1992

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