Stephanie Bennett-Henry – Lost magic, remembered
So, go. Go on and glow with that smile
of yours showing magic how to be and
those eyes of yours that never stop
hitting me like a hammer making sure
the feeling is nailed in hard. Well done.
Perfected without any effort, I am rolled
over into all that ever was, falling
through the last ledge of my own pieces,
I have finally crumbled.
Succumbing to the road’s end, where it is
only a straight path, lined with crooked
signs, one way, and road blocks that
say your name. I am crashing through each
one, lead-foot, pedal to the floor,
windows down, throwing caution out,
and I hear the wind sing as it catches
all these notes I cannot sing anyway.
Breaking the fall of the loss with its
teeth, clenched tight around the wings
that never flew, throw me to the flames;
ashes blow from where I never…
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