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Heartbreaker
by Alison McKenzieHis face is hardness
Angled bricks and chisels
Not a crumb in sight
But Jesus to touch it
Just one stroke of one fingertip
The quivering thought of it
Concrete stare
But if only to bore my soul
Penetrate the exterior
Burst into me
I would absorb that fire
Burn by it
Layer upon wall
Upon cliffs and crags
I would scale just to breathe
His vicinity
The waves of sensual rhythms
Crushing me into oblivion
So happily I would shatter
My heart into fragments
He can tuck into his pockets
And cast into the rage
He does not understand
And lace his pieces together
Until time fades into peace
Until that heartbreaker
Knows only whole
02/28/2008 Author's Note: For a fellow pathetic poet....Gabe, our modern day James Dean :-)
Posted on 02/28/2008
Copyright © 2024 Alison McKenzie
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| Posted by A. Paige White on 02/28/08 at 02:46 PM Quite a touching piece, sweet Ali. May our eyes finally see all the puzzle pieces fit together forming the ways of a beauty our humanity only dimly comprehends as yet....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-NkzxwpQlXA |
| Posted by Matthew Sharp on 02/28/08 at 11:27 PM beautifully written.
im enlightened.
its an honor to know you.
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