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Sunday, January 29, 2017

"Puzzle"

I take each word and study it-
Its nuances, its subtleties,
And arrange them,
Each word is a puzzle piece.
I puzzle myself as I piece together
A thin chain of words,
Until the chain is coated in jewels,
And becomes a necklace.
I wear it until it sinks into my skin,
A tattoo of calligraphy around my neck,
Because every life is a poem.
The first sentence is not formed by you,
But the strings and necklaces of words you wear
Make up the poem you will write,
And form your life,
From the moment you decide to own it

Until the last sentence.

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