A Cornered Gurl
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A Cornered Gurl

— a poem of potpourris.

Don’t hide.

Provide me with the words and I’ll arrange them.

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I know those eyes;
those warm subtle grays and
the torments they conceal.

I know those stares.
The strongest most determined fixation;
an idée fixe of the mind.

I know your state.
How you’re faced with aberrant sierras
that transcend your disposition.

I know your heart;
that tender, forbearing temple
with demons you never deserved.

You try your best to stand but
I know you
and how you’re so see-through.




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