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Self Dis-Integration through shattered mirrors - broke looking glass freezes time lives with us and i the grave digger choose to remember those lost to us >>>>>>>TOSS>>>>>>> red rose on a black box a handful of dirt thrown mindlessly and i the grave digger lost in reflective halls wandering raindrops teardrops blooddrops wind blows through thinly veiled little ones ~~~~~~~SHUDDER~~~~~~~ and i the grave digger see stark black-eyed susans extending innocent innards, the asexual things that they have been and i the grave digger shield from burning sun that prods deeper !--BLINK--! with the light blocked off now dig deeper deeper six feet under and i the grave digger stop, listen, take views from my attic Black-eyeds' cries of the de- -ceased howling in the night deafening! [SILENCE] and i the grave digger choose to remember [but] to forget |
Additional Notes:
This is a slight variation from 'Black-Eyed Susans. With a title change to lend to the overall curiousity for the reader. And two added verses. Written with the intention that the earth is a representation of one's division between consciousness and unconsiousness. Black-eyed Susans as parts of the self. (this particular flower chosen for several reasons...black-eyed - bruised or colorful, very contrasting from the surroundings, beauty from pain, they can be beautiful yet grow from weeds). And yet we will forget unless we look at the pain along with the goodness, thus integration. This can be a daunting and challenging task for many, and often some find that they lose parts of their self rather than remember. However, there are several other ways to interpret the poem...what is yours?
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