this isn’t the kind of thing you can get in
or out of
without blood on your hands,
without
stealing breaths, without regrets, without
paying.
don’t get in this trade and think you can
stay clean.
it’s not that kind of thing.
it's
soul spilling
and someone always gets
hurt.
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My friend Sara...
the last line.. the expresison soul spilling....
that is wanton perfection
and these in some drifting context
the last few wwords...
fantastic.. absolutely... i love the last line...and of course the concept behind it
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Reads more like prose, Sara but philosophical.
Crimson
Hi, thanks for stopping in again. Hope you are feeling well lately. your term wonton perfection is delicious. Love that you would think that about something I wrote.
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I updated. Thanks for remembering me.
Susan,
yes I am trying to mix storytelling and poetry lately. Like the poem I did about the train station. It's fun to mix everything up.
Thanks for sharing your comments and support with me. You're a true friend.
This is also great. To think you are talking about something so specific and yet so vague... the "its not that kind of thing" really lets us get into the attitude of the narrator.
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