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The Memory of an Angel

February 26, 2012
By mdoering PLATINUM, Phoenix, Arizona
mdoering PLATINUM, Phoenix, Arizona
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Favorite Quote:
“Sure, I can talk like you, but I choose not to, It's like an art, you know? Picasso had to prove to the world he could paint the right way, before he goes putting both eyes on the side of a face... See if you paint wrong because that's the best you can do, you just a chump. But you do it because you want to? Then you're an artist...You can take that to the grave and dig it up when you need it.”
― Neal Shusterman, Unwind

By-and-by I remember you,
Each piece a shard of consciousness,
But I cannot coerce the pieces together
And thereby create your being.
I cannot fuse the coarse black hair
With the swirling bellows of laughter
And I cannot enclose your presence of mind
With the flaming skin of my memory
Each shard is so dense and impressionable
That it gnaws on my brain
But refuses to meld
With the rest of your fragmented stature.
But I suppose,
The viewing of an angel through its parts
Is enough of a blessing in itself.
And that the sum of those parts
Might be enough
To blind my eyes and arrest my heart,
A fitting state for mortals like me.

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