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The Places Iíve lived
by Brian M Morrisey

Saturday, December 15, 2007
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The Places Iíve lived

I used to live
where wildfire spread open
see the flicker of an open flame
justifying a certain something

Lived where mind pulls a trigger
bullets spread like wildfire
I grew into it

day grows a wrinkle
on its raised but softened brow
squeeze this pulse tighter
I am still alive

Cop car drifts
by the open window
who fucked up
in light of one small rebellion
had a few unspoken truths
Iíd like to talk about

Used to live in arms of love
a two-dollar whore pinned
down on Broadway
Iíd rather forget

Lived with a bleeding woman
blood drops turned to stone
dropped with fury
into a forgotten place

Lived on just a few coins
until I grew a face
one pale and complex
with just the eyes peering out
like in the movies
this is what its like to pretend

Sometimes the weight of all things living
seems a little heavy
for one small world
but I grow into it
somehow it is okay to dream a little lie

These are the places Iíve lived
alongside jagged truth
and perfect lies
a corner of paradise
that can tell you
how many expressions
are in my wind

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Reviewed by christopher robin 9/2/2014
excellent poem! keep writing Brian.
Reviewed by Karen Palumbo 12/16/2007
A very intriguing write leaving one to ponder over the results or answers....

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