in the stars

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in the stars

In the stars

Your desert disguised the signs I left you
like magic sand serpents appeared
their elegant movements hypnotized you.
Weaving through the sand like an artist's
brush creating elaborate mosaics
of your deepest desires.
Still you did not see the signs I left you.
You could not see a way home.
Your abusers arrived re-enacting
for you how they ate your childhood
sucking out your happiness like sucking fat
from between meat & bone.
Then they showed you your nightmares
on a sandpaper screen.
Their abrasive fingers massaged you raw
as they watched you watching you watching
alluring Witches with their ovens open wide
inviting you to come in come into them
promising to stay to stay with you forever
if you never left them to find your way home. Sorry you never saw the signs I left you.Ileft them in the stars you looked in the sand.You did not find your way home.
You had too little time
to find a way home.
You had too much time
to be lost in your desert
                                                                

                                  Alone.

j.e.artis

 

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dumplin commented on in the stars

09-19-2009

fat isn't between meat and bone, the meat is between the fat and bone. LOL a few misspellings and redundancies, but I found this to be very creative and yes, thought provoking. keep up the good work.

am2anangel commented on in the stars

09-19-2009

Very interesting read with deep meaning if one cares to take the time to see it. The line as they watched you watching you was a bit off. not sure if that was a typo of some sort. Overall howver deep and thought provoking piece. I enjoyed it.

rougepriest commented on in the stars

09-19-2009

some kool word play in there and i liked it im just not sure how to rate a poem that doesnt rhyme. starts out great then the word YOU appears in every line almost and sometimes twice that makes it just a little tough to read comfortably

If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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