Poetry Picnic 12 Feathers, Fidelity, Figment, and Fables

My entry for:
Poetry Picnic 12 Feathers, Fidelity, Figment, and Fables

Free flowing feathers on infidelities create endless imaginary fables.
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A.n.x.i
 o.u.s.l.y
i float like
 a feather riding high,
smoke,
never
 letting go
 of that time you told me you wont comming home,
 that moment i exploded
like a figment in the imagination of satan,
 i choked, and let the rage over take me,
 i broke my fist on the picture frame you made me,
and it shattered into my hands then into hades,
 i got MURDER,
 madder as his face replayed me,
inside my brain,
i want to hang him,
trying to make my self thank him
 for takin away the unfaithful,

 painful
 as it was,
to live life in such,
 an unstable fable,
buuuuut it was
 just the opossssuuuut,
i was in loooveeee,
and their is nothing better buuuuud,
even if its not legit,
 its better then druuuuugs


by Christopher Franko

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