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The Longest August MAG

May 16, 2009
By LittlestBird GOLD, North Bay, Other
LittlestBird GOLD, North Bay, Other
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Silhouettes
of crashing waves
and bitten moons
and liquid bodies
trying to be free.

And I will sing
your final hallelujah
all the way down
to a volatile green
morning
somewhere far off from this shore.

See, it was never about
the ways that you could change
beneath a great gray wandering
midnight

but about realizing the
ocean
that has been in you
all along.

I could be the girl
jumping out of
moving boats
and climbing up
a pitch dark scandal
in my mind
or in my hand
for a summer.



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on Dec. 15 2010 at 9:06 am
this is beautiful. its deep and confusing and practically up to the reader to decide what you see or feel. i caught emotion in this. and thats hard to do. :)