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Redeem

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She was only bitter because they fed her

dried lemon rind

and washed salt into her wounds

letting the chill of air cut deeper sting

she was only bitter because they made

such production

insisting she believe things told in falsehood

and when at last she said

“okay I believe you”

though in her orange heart

there was only truth and truth

said no not yet

they smiled and bared their fangs

gladdened to cut her mercy with their deception

why she wondered

was this a game played routinely between souls?

better off doing anything than

rubbing citrus and sea water

between their claws?

what caused soured hearts to seek?

the dismantle of those

who believed in tide and warm beach

welcoming them home to seeking arms

why must they make wreckage and pillage

of comfort for annihilation and harm?

could it be the hurt branded on their own

pelt before they knew of lifting the knife

and cutting themselves?

turning then to others for absolution of their sin

if in destroying a clear water heart

their own could redeem

(Image: Frida Kahlo, http://lasvegas.informermg.com/2011/03/19/frida-kahlo/)

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12 thoughts on “Redeem

  1. Destroying clear heart to redeem their own. It often feels like this doesn’t it? It’s so hard to make sense of the world and other people sometimes. Try to hold onto love. Most people act out of love, even if we don’t understand their expression of it.

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  3. You make me line Mondays (sometimes)…

    “why she wondered

    was this a game played routinely between souls?

    better off doing anything than

    rubbing citrus and sea water

    between their claws?

    what caused soured hearts to seek?

    the dismantle of those

    who believed in tide and warm beach

    welcoming them home to seeking arms

    why must they make wreckage and pillage

    of comfort for annihilation and harm?”

    Powerfully done, every bit of it.

    Liked by 1 person

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