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Sarah Jane Danielsson

About (me)

I am
The broken key inside your lock
Your dogs face when you leave for work in the morn
I am the sound the garbage truck makes, you know you slept in.
The silence of the spare bedroom
I feel my way at dark
 
sleep better when I’m awake
Morning light is the fragrance of the heavens, it makes everything
Feel
Better
 
Maybe when I’m older I will know  what it’s all about
The streets are so cold. My darling.
My hands are shaking
Take me to the warmth of the fire
Don’t let me go alone
 
Take me back to the start
My fantasy has fallen
My foes are all lined up
Like soldiers on the battle front
 
Train me to fight
My stalk is weak
I fear it may bend and break
Broken flower. My love
Too weak to wear this armor you provide
 
the odd sock that you can’t throw away
In a hope that someday
Someday
You’ll find the pair.
 
My heart is like a ocean floor. Riddled with the harsh coral
But, oh, Why must it feel so bare!
 
Sacred light, please hold me
Touch me openly
Speak to me inwardly
My exterior is cowardly.
 
And the day ends
Just like before.

(2015)

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