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Heather

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9 poems·Since September 2013

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Panic

January 21, 2014

Red center inside

Gallops in place,
As blue orbs beside
Grasp for air.
 
Surrounding green 
Begins to orbit,
While glassy sheen
The windows receive.
 
Sobs like thunder,and  
Purple rain, crashing down,
Usher, from far down under,
Tremors, quakes.
 
Colors, numbers start to blur:
Red and two
and blue and
Four.
One and green
And three and
and grey.
 
One breath in
One breath out.
Chest up 
and down.
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