Sunday, April 17, 2011

lub dub

like puddy warmed by rays like mud sodden by water tread by strangers and family alike like clay trembling beneath fingers molded torn shaped with form without form built up narrowed strengthened thinned out so is the heart malleable permeable impermeable willing to let in to take out yielding to hands bigger than its form folding to sharp words quivering at a light touch cold to the weathered tempers warm to golden memories changing moulting shaping itself to experience to wisdom to life living in itself expounding outside of its reach stretching contracting beating continually movement never noticed until there is none impressions made forever vacancies renters squatters welcomed guests trampled on taken care of replaceable quick healing long scars somber moments all contained in one vessel all mixed together in one mix yet separate from others because it is you it is me it is identity it is a name it is not ours we are His

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