Thursday, January 30, 2014

writing thru the cold

No clones

On my mind the several worlds I didn't live
should I clip my wings as I would a renegade hen
who flies over the yard fence again and again?
Stay in one life, fill it with myself completely,
no break-offs, no clones living a parallel existence.
Shake off the could have dones,
not possible to out wit my suicidal twin.

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