yesterdays curse

By: Shelbi Henny

Spacing the lighthouse to descendants
I've tried to scrap up a lie 
and dwell in this captivity 
counting the tangents 
to collecting words
that fall into sentences
while I tell my story 
of my heartbreaking 
and then becoming a new
to betrayal exploiting me 
and then changing my point of view
never regretting this insidious 
yet embracing its testament 
into a foreshadow
lacing my innocence
to adolescence 
demonic to an angelic face
tricked into gapping spaces
protecting spaces 
that once were full I see 
the day 
as is 
and yesterday as a curse broken

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