Sapphirine

I’m “Popping tongues”, “frying eggs” & “kissing teeth”.
I make silent breathy curses underneath.

My barely hid seething makes jaw tendons flash.
I rush ragged breathing & rising red rash.

My ears feel afire…say, do you smell smoke?!
My composure fragile; like the film on yolk.

My hands are trembling & my heart’s exhausted.
I’ve “done unto others” & Brother, it’s costed.

I’m not angry or injured…just sick & tired.
I’ve employed “Golden Rule”. Now, enough! It’s fired.

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lbstowe

I see the world through a Painter’s eyes and process it with a Poet's Heart....it's quite a harsh place for the soul. It scratches and wears your true self down, at times, but the Beauty is Addictive. I feel for everyone I encounter. Everyone I encounter is a teacher if I'll let them be. I Empathize with everyone I talk to & I Think about Everything-LEVi

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