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Shattered Bridges

Updated on January 19, 2012

Fine lines become fault lines
Our precious Earth is cracking
under the pressure of the ages
Fear not, only shatter,
and ascend into the silence


It's becoming more difficult to breathe
I hardly seem to remember the process
I think at one time, it came so naturally,
but my lungs malfunction in your absence


Laying back in my mind
staring at the distance
patiently awaiting
the second, final rising

I cannot be found here
lying somewhere between
two dissimilar dimensions,
waiting, listening

Though my body rests
lifeless on the surface,
I drift toward the light
and warmth floods my face

I've fallen off the edge,
leaving measurement behind
of length, of width, of time,
where land and sky collide

Another day has passed by
and all I see is repetition,
but hopefully, I will climb
above the ritualistic wreckage


Conventionally conditional,
worthless without benefits

I fall into the same cycle
as every single human

Worn down, one bitch at a time,
stereotyping is my favorite pastime

Use me up, drink every drop
of my hard-earned fire water

Yeah, I'm of age, so what?
You will be too, one of these days

Trust me, I have a P.H.D.
in the esteemed field of doormats


Fusing negligence with neglect,
adding in a dash of indifference

The ingredients of an all-American night

Intoxication only empowers my vision,
allowing free flow of withheld thought

The make up of my American dream

My senses, unimpaired by this
transition into static-free clarity


My mentality is mental
tonight, rather than emotional

I crave the cold, calculating
penetration of defenses

Hide behind those eyes, for now,
until I infiltrate your mind

As a true agent of chaos,
I speak to you with all honesty

Your padlocks are faulty,
in the presence of thieves


Last night's dream was a brutal reminder of how the heart never forgets:

I woke up

before she made up her mind

I pulled up in my car

and she knew what I was asking

"Just get in, forget him...PLEASE!"

I was screaming inside

She wanted to run away with me

I saw it in her indecisive eyes

"I love you" she had whispered

during our short-lived embrace

Imagine my surprise to hear that

after nearly three long years

She wanted to get in and disappear

into the absence of time

that only my subconscious could provide

God, how I miss her still

© copyright Ben D.A 2011


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      sweetguide 6 years ago from River side

      Good One . Keep writing dear BenWritings

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      BenWritings 6 years ago from Save me from, Tennessee

      thank you cyndi :]

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      Cynthia B Turner 6 years ago from Georgia

      Ben, Your writing is awesome. I could read again and again. "Fusing negligence with neglect..." one of so many great lines you have here.

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      Acorn 6 years ago

      Woah, So Good. Like mind blowing. I Felt it all. Maybe you will get her back one day..

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      Doug Turner Jr. 6 years ago

      Been a while, Ben. It's good to see you honing the craft. These would make great lyrics; you should consider songwriting professionally, if you haven't already. Overall, your titles and pictures offer a great "prince of darkness" feel to your profile. I dig. Peace.

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      Cheyenne Barroga 6 years ago from Salt lake city, UT

      Absolutely awe-inspiring. Care to share some of your talent with me? hahaha

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      BenWritings 6 years ago from Save me from, Tennessee

      Cardisa - I thought a few of them were very unusual style for me, more witty and sarcastic than emotional.

      Yeah, very serious feelings I had when I wrote them. I felt very cold.

      Thank you for reading, and don't apologize for taking too long ahahha, you're one of the few that always comments :]

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      Carolee Samuda 6 years ago from Jamaica

      Sorry I took so long to visit Ben, been really busy.

      You have a P.H.D in the esteemed field doormats?!

      This one is witty yet very serious. I couldn't decide if your were water or fire. Your words certainly flowed over me but burned my heart and mind at the same time.

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      BenWritings 6 years ago from Save me from, Tennessee

      snakeslane - Those were also a couple of my favorite lines, thank you so much for your support and comment. :]

      ananya - Really appreciate that. Thanks for visiting ANY of my writing

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      AnanyaBharadwaj 6 years ago from Bhubaneshwar

      another awesome piece from you.. loved it :)

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      Verlie Burroughs 6 years ago from Canada

      "As a true agent of chaos'

      I speak to you with all honesty

      your padlocks are faulty.

      in the presence of thieves"

      love these lines BenWritings. The whole selection of poetry you've shared here reminds me of a much younger me, but I was never able to put it into words this way. Regards snakeslane