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My heart goes out to you and hears what others seem to think they do, but don't really get. Maybe they do, who know's?

I feel you. In my aching chest and tired mind. You may not know what that means, but I do. I won't explain, because I know you do.

Dae.

Thank you for always being a friend. A real one.

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_{June 22}

My mind constantly runs on off-kilter ceiling fan thoughts.

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And (s)he was gone, with a tip of the hat... -Dr. Suess

this seemed so balanced, somehow. dreamy and longing but hopeful, and really beautiful. the first stanza's echoing a whole lot of loneliness..
The surge for air finds strength enough to stamp
A permanence that begs to see the light of day;
Reborn at every sunrise, stationed at every sunset.
loved these lines for the way they hit me.

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thanks sweetie, you nailed it.

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Breaking entering
The dark and lonely places
Finding a big gun

Excellent.

This is soaked in density. There are a few lines that could still be better especially in underlining this suggested uncertainty, yet still because this borders flawless.

Reborn at every sunrise, stationed at every sunset. this is one of the lines that makes me stop which is befitting to the motion of the poem, but the repetition occurring in suggested opposites shouldn't have to be literal. Maybe Reborn of each sunrise, ... could give it a better touch.

The other line, that given the motion of the poem is too clear, imo is: His tides are tied to her swings across his sky,, I'm wondering if "a sky" or maybe " their sky" would hurt the piece, whereas it pushes the progression of the line into something less clear or certain.

All together, I enjoyed this much. For the most part because personally I'm a big fan of using things like the law of gravity, the relativity theory and the uncertainty principle out of the context of standard or quantum physics. I see a reflection of that in here. The first line alone already put me in slow motion and the whole poem crept while holding with an enchanting grip.

I may come back here!

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Suture membrane or tissue issuer

I'm jus' here and now

Was wondering when I'd see something new from you. I am not at all disappointed, but rather in awe of, as groovus so-so said, the density of a morning without sunshine. It's winter you craphead! NO SHIT ITS DARK IN THE MORNING AND THAT MAKES THE EASIEST OF SYMBOLISM HAHAHHA.

I had to crack a gag on you, even though I admire your ability to develop a story with more than what would be expected of a seldom poster of poetry. So post more often and stop making my mouth water in anticipation.

Is this all you have written in the last month or so? If not I want emails of what doesn't make the submission cut.

I love you Kelly, and poetry like this is why. Besides our reasonable abilty to hold a deep friendship.

Your words are more of a bottom feeder (not bad at all, in my meaning) than you allow yourself to believe, BUT you are one bottom feeder, unlike others, that take the best of word choice and development of story to the limits. A bottom feeder that is actually on the bottom, feeding.

You have skinned my back, and I want to scratch it, yet, the only remedy is to read this again, and I will, as soon as I get off work tomorrow. I need food for thought.

Great piece Kelly.

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love so deep, kills you in your sleep

Yeah I returned!

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Suture membrane or tissue issuer

I'm jus' here and now

Wonderful indeed. As mentioned above, this is a very dense, thick piece. It also manages to be very precise and elegant. I only have one recommendation, and its pretty anal:

As an undertow current emanating precious hours lost

I'd get rid of 'as'. I believe this would help to smooth the edges.

Very nice.