My anger is a living fire
thinking its own terrible thoughts,
storming inner cities,
a swarm of drunken birds.
But can you smother, in good conscience,
the animation of breath,
even laced with embers?
We are the single priveledged creature
charged to refine the wildness in wayward beings...
how could a furious heart be different?
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- Felina
- "One day, my [b]log will have something to say about this..." I promise my brain is composed of more than random David Lynch-inspired trivia and coffee grounds... I have lived nothing if not an interesting life thus far; I've been a composer, a professional tarot advisor, an eyeglasses fitter, a newpaper reporter, a divorcee, a quilter, a bookseller and a performing singer/songwriter during my dizzying 26 years on this earth. I am thankful for each and every hat that I've been blessed to wear, no matter how seemingly off-kilter or garish it may seem in retrospect. I cherish the day-to-day life I live alongside my dazzlingly talented and deliciously gorgeous husband and our two bodicious puglets.
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