A Mind In Writing by Heike Heinze

This are the thoughts that erupt from the emotional state of moi, collectively, states of being that have in themselves a sort of independency as it relates to different experiences and periods of time.This in no way can reflect upon the thoughts and intents of heart I have now although it is a glimpse into the ever changing mind and the experiences and thoughts that accumulate and grow within our mortal lives, entailing our imperfect and perfect attributes and spurts of growth and maturity as further diagnosed as the body ages, the soul expands, and writings wither and are rewritten.

Thursday, March 17, 2011

MARCH:



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You told me to be patient.You told me to be fine.You told me to be balanced.And you told me to be kind.


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3.16.11

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Dear Lady Lazarus,

I pray I shake your tomb.
With one fist I have murdered the poet
His name I would erase
A thousand times over : Defeat!
Butcher, take my body's 20 pounded meat.

I too can slice thick this air
From ashes dust I The Phoenix rose
Wailing oh my! The terror, the beauty!
The cradle. Such crisp white lips.
Seal it with one dying kiss.

Then pull me out from that deep water
That took me in false bride of many mysteries
Take my husband's rib and form this soft shell
Which from the rough shaped imortelle.

Yes, I will tell: more than once
Death was short and life was won
From 1 to 6 to 7, 8
God has once more decided fate.



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