Nineteen: Puzzle Pieces

Crunching air like there’s no yesterday, I fade,
puzzle piece by puzzle piece,
humming on emptiness,
the yellows of my eyes yawning
trying to catch some meaning
of a life twittering over my head.
Shake off anchors, easy as
colour by numbers
though this has no order
though this is no rainbow.

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Alexia

I drink, I laugh, I smoke, I write.

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