Paper Ears 

Souldier Girl


I needed to get back

To the lab again

Alone with paper and pen

All these emotions

Shooting through me

In an unannounced current

Of electricity

Keeping me up turning

The spin of the ballerina in that box

Hearing the music of my own

…melodic thoughts

Like a deer in the woods

Frolicking and evading

The hunters postured in each direction

The compass behind my eyes

Faithfully guided me to a covered protection

To transfer the impulses from

inside

…to out

All I needed to do was

Write

Them

Down



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