Jeremy Horsford Poems

My heart is open.

Spend time with my subconscious.
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Is this the end?

With every breath I am transported to soap
operas of hope & loss. Where I am neither
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I made the ultimate sacrifice.

I left with no where to go.
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I am black, white, yellow and brown.
I am a quadruped, biped and a triped.
I am physically and mentally challenged.
I am beautiful, adventurous and fierce.
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Last night I fell asleep eager, longing to
meet you again in the morning. I awoke to
birds chirping and leaves of the trees
rustling in the wind.
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Belief is that half truth, which I was misled
into accepting when my mind was vulnerable
and untrue.
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I came to being back when electricity
was an unknown, lightning was act of
God and the thought of explaining
sciences was an attempt at witchcraft.
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I'm in the place, just before dreams end
and daily life begins. The place where
evergreen trees are in abundance and the
birds sing.
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The sun tears through the heavens and
awakens me to a life beyond living.

My slumber opens the door to dreams
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Does it mean...you will continue your existence or the end of your existence is upon you?

Does it mean...you are about to share light with someone thousands of miles away or you have spent your periodic allocation?
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