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Sunday, May 1, 2011

Princess and P for Poet

Princess and a P for Poet 

There was once a princess and a P. But
her job wasn’t to sleep the night away
complaining of her sensitivity.
She gave herself to ruptures come from Cuts
into her flesh to break the bonds were made
for her specifically. It wasn’t HATE.
Emotions are so easy to contain.
But it was a literal way to HOPE.
A new emergence from within her own:
Harm no one. Harm none. Become a Poet.
With the blade of memory and the hand
of carpenters, Cut into the Fibers.
This Sonnet is a Fictional Work. Any perceived, apparent, or implied relationship to entities or persons is coincidental.

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