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Summary:
Old poem from 2013-2014. One of my better short pieces.

Home is  
where you            are
 
chipping the stone
to grave applause
 
a look in the eyes
when the lights go down
 
awake to  
crouching  
(sure)
 
~the stars are not right  
for a place  
in.between
dilated paranoia,
 
a mawkish glass
for snorting past
with a blunting bite
 
as fingertips  
crawl on storms
with a ~click
in the night…
 
a quick blue fire
from Zippo & flesh
within the heat  
of a ~~menthol slide:
 
a cherry-flavored
tongue to throat
for lovesick ash
numb of heart  
and heavy of mind:
 
popping sparks
of hope & high
 
{gazing glass  
of streetlamp eyes}
 
chip the stone
at crouching dawn
waking from a  
wayward soul
 
~home is  
where I            am
 
gettin’ mine.

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    1. This gives me the scene of a poet upon a stage, reciting their words to an eager crowd. I have a feeling that reciting it makes it stronger. A voice that knows where the bullets go.
      Strong write. Awesomely done.

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