July 2011
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Sat on a bridge..
..for a while tonight, when traces of a sleepy sun still just barely lagged behind the retreating ball of fire.
I listened to wordless noise.
Muffled screams from cars beneath my tired toes and the concrete they rested on.
Screeches from bugs in dark, secret tree perches, serenading whoever cared to listen.
Silence from me.
I watched steal, rubber, and plastic barrel down the highway and sky...
“Did you fold that pile of laundry?? You DO love me!”
– Mumsie
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despair becomes twice as dark and thrice as heavy coming from a parent who was a last bastion of hope.
Lord, restore joy here.
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