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GABRIELLE MITTELBACH.

SONGSOPTOK THE WRITERS BLOG | 8/10/2014 |

             DIAPHANOUS



In order to get along without him
you have to believe you could be
a hermit in an old timber cabin
deep in the woods where
you leave heavy footprints in the snow like
an idiotic sasquatch who wants to be found
You make yourself believe
you can survive the tangle of your own thoughts,
thoughts that congeal like a broken clock that
won’t tick forward at this hour when your heart
returns hung over from a night spent dreaming.
To remain intact, you must believe you are still whole
You are not torn in half, You are not stretched thin
like a sheet of ice on a still pond in the dead of winter.
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