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chromosomes
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I reached a point
where the days
were equal to the nights
Then I met you
Summer sun moved on
and
days were longer
than the nights
till night became
as day as days
It was all
in our chromosomes
but it was beautiful
Lancelot Price 2015 February 19
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I reached a point
where the days
were equal to the nights
Then I met you
Summer sun moved on
and
days were longer
than the nights
till night became
as day as days
It was all
in our chromosomes
but it was beautiful
Lancelot Price 2015 February 19
Literature
The Ballerina
She watches from backstage as her partner performs his variation. The stage lights seem to get brighter, and the space in the wings seem to close in. She can feel her heart beating faster. Her partner’s short solo seems to last an eternity. She flexes and points her feet as she waits. Finally the music stops. She closes her eyes. She can hear thunderous applause, but it sounds distant, like it’s coming from another world. She centers herself, preparing for the most important two minutes of her life: her first solo as prima ballerina. The applause seems to go on forever. She fears that she will always be overshadowed by her talent
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Steady
your smile is worth more than
the muscles that construct it
or whatever emotion
forced your lips to curve
your tears are more destructive than
atom bombs and collapsing suns
but not more than the anger that
compelled your eyes to burn
make sure you maintain
a steady pattern of breathing
i'll try my hardest to
comfort and console you
a synergy i could not refuse
what melody could i hope to use
one offering for a lovely muse
a song that aims to please
your eyes were flaring like an omen
my mind was yours just for a moment
i could've sworn i was a hornet
and you my queen bee
don't underestimate the mistake
of putting yoursel
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Relive
and you and i relive our joy every night without much thought about why we do it we share the details of our secret loves with one another rekindling the fire that sparked it all the glimmers the sparkle the glamour of that first interest leaves you and i hungry and i believe you and i are growing closer by these addictions and vices we feed at 3:15 am this dream exchange is going to crash one day because the money we stake on this dream talk is quite a big gamble and we, the poor and sensitive, are running out of free passes yes one day either we will consume our dreams or they will consume us.
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It began when i saw the word "equinox" and knew it meant equal night. I wondered what 'equal day' would be.
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I agree -- this is lovely. 