PendulumA Poem by CorsetOur days deemed full of freakenomic debt, "GOD..."he says can change the ring upon her finger, the lid is upside down full blown on forgiveness and he is agony reading the news he won't stay there not for you but because he must he is a poet every ounce a writer and you know every little thing will get better as you are about to embark on an adventure, as hope, in the garden of Eve once in a while the moon shines for us all pages will flicker in its midnight glow for a moment he'll remember cause and causation reality will blip and time skips a beat as you dole out 30 dollars for the sketching Psychic to tell you how remarkably identical you look to your deceased mother, (who has pushed her way forward past the spirit guide to be seen and heard, the one you listen to every night and for whom you really wanted the sketch of ) She will tell you that six- foot -two men who you do not notice, will want to date you, and in the next breath tell you as she off handedly mentions that the spirit guide "is vertically challenged" after which she will present to you a side by side sketch of blank penciled faces and a quote "to trust again and open your heart" parenthesized by two perfectly color filled Pendulum red hearts.
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