redundant meandering
throws the harness
By susan marie loehePublished 2 years ago • Updated 2 years ago • 1 min read
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Into the fire
the blinders gone
a different world
Sheba and the frankincense
tired of the festering voices
prefers staying with the river
to thirsty Solomon trickery
and faces eternity as
the electric current
in the force of water
allowing all to catch behind her
sink into the muddy side shallows
or snag on branches in the dead tree dam
knowing she is the daughter
of high fast flow
lost far from home
the song is a true story
those pages unworthy
next to the fire in the library
it's not wyrds that make it true
in it's entirety
for all the clocks we are yet timeless
tired of the poor creature's malice
the tide breaks free and moves easily unleashed
born to the air
to be laid into the earth
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susan marie loehe
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