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and nothing grows straight in the dark places

we came through the baby mill just like everyone else does
when they all had high hopes for what lie ahead
sterilize the bottles, cradle the head
but at some indistinguishable point along the line
for them it turns mechanical instead
the road forks
rough hands push us away from the sublime
and nothing grows straight in the dark places
we emerge crooked cast out before our time
we hug our metaphorical walls
we shiver through clenched teeth and tightly closed eyes
then the flood is through and the currents seem once again smooth
it moves us along clenched and closed and quite unchanged
when the road forks again it leads us to who we have become
to the shadowy one whom we thought so well we knew
we face it distorted and deluded
and it mirrors the misery back to us too
how else can it be?
for i know of nothing that grows straight in the dark places
and it comes from the dark places too

and nothing grows straight in the dark places

greeneyedlady

Joined March 2008

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