all she knew
She wasn’t sure
Is she a Demon
Or an Angel?
All she knew
She got her
Wings falling
Through
Branches heavy
With snow
tumbleweeds, clouds, trains & heels
(cleave poem)
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The smalltown mentality chasing her away
Tumbleweeds & trains trembling red rusting desert
Whorls of white cloud shadows you were once home
Rio Grande River reminds me to run
Far away from the always “Maddening Crowd”
Lost little girl tears won’t put out the fire
Grateful to fly where Angels call home
Is there anywhere that’s safe?
All an illusion except when I’m with you
There is no place like clicking red heels dreams
last word
She had nothing left to say
The last word whirls
around her tongue
Tastes blue velvet
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