Hope

I had it. Hard like waiting for sunrise with a knife in my teeth.  It consumed me.  Filled my lungs, expanding every ventricle until it was a fleshy balloon of dreams.  Every penny of hope, every drop of blood, fragment of bone, teeth, hair; I gave it.  I gave it.  I gave it to you. 

Now im wearing rose color blankets like windblown sand raking everything to bone. 

There is no truth left to unknow. 

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Deidra Leigh
Relic Imagery
2015

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