Down Twisting Rabbit Holes | Kim Koning

DoWn TwIsTiNg RaBbIt HoLeS

eVeRyThInG i CoUld NeVeR tELl YoU
iS lOsT dOwN tWiStInG rAbBiT hOLeS

YoU sMiLeD wItH LiPs Of BrUiSeD wAtErMeLoN
YoUr WhIsPeReD wOrDs PiErCeD ThRoUgH tHe CaGe Of My HeArT

sHaTtErEd PiEcEs HeLd ToGeThEr
bY a SpIdErWeB oF fRaGiLe GoSsAmEr

tHe PiErCeD sKiN BLeEdS
sTiTcHeS CoMiNg LoOsE

i StAnD oN tHe EdGe
My LiPs SoFtLy taSte ThE sOuNd Of yOuR wOrDs

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~ Life is a poem ~

Inspired on the breath of Divine Creation

It shows your cracks

Through the cracks

A sliver of hope saturates your soul

~ In ugliness and in beauty ~

To breathe is both a burden and a gift

~ Living is naked honesty ~

In a film of vulnerability

A core of raw strength

~ Breathing is the whisper of the wind ~

As a miracle passes through a mirror of time

~ A life is but a seed unsown ~

Scattered on the winds of chance

Published online in Undead Poets Society, April 10, 2011 as last_lines

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