Your tongue leaves an otherworldly tingle
long after you are gone
Words and kisses
tone and textures
echo on my skin
I want you back
before your last touch
fades away
31-March-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
Broken Dance
She let time break her
the pieces lost along the way
now dust behind her
No time left to explore different roads
she must teach herself to love the path she's on
Does she dance
drag
or drop to the side
She begins to reassemble
a little self-kintsukuroi
Some gold from who she was
just the shiny bits
Silver from the present
to bandage a hateful heart
Hope for the future in the form of copper
a reminder that polishing is forever
With her jagged edges bonded with metal
she chooses to dance
30-March-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
Day 42 Of 100 #The100DayProject2024
She Is A Haunted House
The world either breaks you or kills you
She does her best to ignore that truth
with the lies she sings to the stars
and screams to the sea
as her body bows with the weight
of what she became
and all she might have become
The fear of fire
kept her from chasing the light
The ravages of risk
kept her from moving much at all
She arrives at the end
a house with all the windows shut
and all the doors locked
preparing to be emptied of life
and filled with all the souls
of the lives she did not live
29-March-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
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