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take my hand and climb with me…

two hundred and twenty six degrees: ‘dewy-eyed disney bride…’

Fake Palindromes ~ Andrew Bird

two hundred and twenty six

Platinum, slips. Like a noose. Ring finger, heavy. A faery, tale. Wedding. Precursor, for a lifetime. Of hell. Trophy hunted, head. Sitting pretty, a gilded. Cage. With its husband, jailer.

Who twists, the truth. Spread eagled, on a rack. Set to break, your spirit. And turn, you. Into some, thing. Tame. But almost, dead. And he calls, this. Love.

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Jesus, don’t you know that you could’ve died…

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4 comments on “two hundred and twenty six degrees: ‘dewy-eyed disney bride…’

  1. beatthemtodeathwiththeirownshoes
    May 15, 2013

    Your words have power and magnanimity Thank you.

    • circulartree
      May 15, 2013

      Thank YOU John. These posts are like a free-fall into the void… I’m intensely grateful for the shared insight of those who catch me as I tumble 🙂

  2. fredhatman
    May 15, 2013

    This is so emotive and the words spilling over with raw power. Yoh!

    • circulartree
      May 15, 2013

      Something close to my core and reflected in the lives of too many of my friends. Both male and female. Here’s to slipping the noose and loving free! Bx

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