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[hart-forrest]

perhaps  we look for  the one  to hurt us  in the  right ways

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[hart-forrest]

Where Rabbits Sleep

Where rabbits  sleep

They bury, Deep to dirt

Evening graves, Left in morning

An easter, repeated

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[hart-forrest]

On Lightning

When I learned  about lightning They kept It clean, Pure cut And cold.

But I saw red scars, What god Had given, Burning rivers Snap raging.

They said Biblical bursts of white But there is fire In the sky

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[hart-forrest]

Thoughts in my head as a midwest pastor finishes a sermon on Sunday afternoon

I live for no one my congregation flocks On its Own accord

I am Holy trinity, A walking Crucifixion

I am Lawless love, Blood -pumped beauty

hot-cold curls into chaos, such is my worth

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[hart-forrest]

“Tomorrow’s sun cannot find its way out of my ribcage.”

— Portrait of My Body as a Crime I’m Still Committing, Topaz Winters