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"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

Taylor Franson-Thiel


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Canon

Pain holds on : to me : like a saint : holds the door handle
in the confessional : wanting to escape : by axing
through wooden skin: when he hears too much sin
for him to handle : Shaking at locked things
like they are : holy : Pain is a saint : Reminding me of each
and every weakness : as I try : to light glaciers on fire
to stay warm : Pain is shaped : like a mountain : Like a saint
killing a mountain : stone by stone : Holding penance under
water 'til it grows : gills Like a saint : who drowned
in holy water : Pain is boats and oars : bowing : to a maelstrom
Primrose growing : where eyes with storms : used to live
Look soft, swing heavy : says mother : nature A saint :
ignores her : sets a forest on fire : licking the ash