my heart is caught in ten feet of wind

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My heart is caught in ten feet of wind
shredded in the storm
flesh pieces thrown aside
left rotting in the heavy light

I turned a corner in my absence
face to face with the dusted mirror
Walked through the glass
before i could remember

In the flying debris
I can no longer see
the coming and going
pointless surrender

Push forward on a promise
of something better
empty arms, fetid air
the stench of existing

Where is the sunlight
to kiss me aliving again?
I ask trying to fix the distance
between myself and where my heart has flown.

Leigh-Anne Fraser
November 2014

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