12 October, 2012

The Manic Depressive Cycle

Sally Blackburn

I breathe into my lungs and soul
The wind beneath the bright blue sky.
My spirit stares into the sun
And burns its passion on my mind.
Through unseen tears I watch myself
Speak lines drawn from a comic play.
From dark warm depths I tear my heart
And place it, bleeding, on your tray

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