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Fallen For You
Frightened to follow the disease of deceit
through these slides that suppress me,
that claim my response- -
through these chutes that pronounce the
passage of time,
that steal from my words their honest
support- -
replacing my truth with pillars of lies,
J turn to the stars that stretch through
the night- _
each taking its place, assuming its role,
giving direction and offering light,
standing on legs that stretch through
forever,
faithfully forming their mountains of
might,
defeating darkness, defying the fear
that strips from the dreamer his sleeping
reward.
Ashamed to announce this circus of
Courage
to the clowns that corrupt me,
who laugh at respect- -
to the beasts that surround the suffering
child,
that rape from my lips their innocent
touch- _
converting my kiss to violent cries,
J look at the wire that whispers in fright- that searches for knowledge, finds only
expressing concern - -responsible skill
for the lustful life of the acrobat
patienlly crossing the pitiful pool,
bravely befriending security's bridge,
taunntng the threatening, desperate death
that takes from the master his balancing
rings.
Convinced to confess this demanding
desire
for the lover that left me,
that pawned my romance- -
for the friend that surrendered secerets
in trust,
that passed through my fingers like satin
0' er silk- -
refining my screams to eloquent sighs,
J witness the tears that terminate sight
filling the eyes like afountain of doubt,
resting on truth but threatening to jump,
flaunting their force in the face of the
breeze,
half-wanting comfort, half-needing
escape,
releasing fury, bracing the relief
that swipes from the widow her burdens
and pains.
Compelled to compose some new
meaning of man
in the mind that mistakes me,
that learns my routine- -
in the heart that believes that beauty
performs,
faith- -
accepts that certainty certainly dies,
J focus on love, to learn about flight,
spreading its wings while reserving the
right
to occupy space, to harness the hope,
to weaken, to conquer its worldly vice,
to soar past the realm of reality,
to separate the truth from the lie, and
to prove that whenfalling, one's
learning to fly·
Kyle A. Wallace
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