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Mastery of the conflict Defense mode, all your moves encoded In my movements Follow blindly so you have the reinforcements You don’t need I’m down for, anything, you ask for Until it dawns on me that I needed a little more Than a brain of a drone that was a never ending problem that wasn’t…

For being everything you needed and then checking out How could you know if I didn’t what I was about? For being the thickest of contradictions Life description only changed in intonation For dying on the inside, but sailing on the out But hearing only my heart when it asked to migrate south Or whatever…

Why can’t I do this? Third time this week that no love alone defeats no love with someone Nothing with meaning isn’t anything… important But anything is better than nothing at all. So why is it that my body rejects it and my mind goes limp And I end up throwing and waking up face…

No where, to start. Betrayed by all my days that show that pain and life don’t have to be a part of one another. Synonymously combined. I honor us, but I have to accept that Your reality Just confirms all my lies Perception begins at conception Again and again Every moment, every instant Can be…

I had a really scary dream. But not as scary as the sweating burned bodies of the past. This time it felt like I was sucked into a vortex of past nights crying. Like when I called that doctor woman– she had given me her card on my day-pass away from the psych ward. “I’m…

When I see me through your eyes I am strong and I can do anything When I take your arm I can walk tall and without fear of falling With you I am full of hope I can accomplish anything I feel love I feel complete With you Copyright Catherine Anne Hayes © 2008

I stuck my foot out only to trip How many times must I fall before I get it… Is it worth the inner pain and buckets of tears… Yet glutton for punishment am I Ever hopeful for a sign of change A glimpse of the man I loved… God help me… Still love… Copyright Catherine…

I think of moon beams on the water and the both of us giggling drunk under the boardwalk a late summer breeze off the ocean to cool us and I broke my toe we were young and in love Now years later with pilled up bills and some broken dreams and a residual ache from…

As I look out my window I see the wind gently lifting the leaves from the branches and it reminds me of you lifting my hair from the back of my neck and kissing my nape. I quiver like the leaves at the memory. I see the clouds drifting against the turquoise blue sky and…

Prelude Knee to knee A single violin plays your hand on my shoulder eyes on each other I catch my breath I wait I’ve been waiting Now you kiss me After all this time you open my mouth and you kiss me Preluding what is to come… Again.. Anew… Copyright Catherine Anne Hayes © 2008