I am familiar with stolen
Children stolen names
Borrowed children stolen names
Borrowed stolen beautiful
Girl metonymy
Is when you
Become a face in a crowd
The crowd then becoming
You in every face
I have looked
You in every
Looked
Have
I
No.
Can’t do that or you will lose
Her you never truly
Had
Only a name
Crumpled broken paper fluttering down from the blown-apart skyscrapers which once defined our empire
Mushroom clouded elephantine weight falls to its knees
Compressed neutron star mother
Heart the size of a sugar cube
Weight of 300 million
Cars
On my chest
As I walk through the dark
Singing off-key these borrowed breakup songs
Fierce to the teeth
Lost until I know
You will be
Safe.
Elealee's Blog 
great poetry
Thank you…I find as I grow old and rattle about in the cage of my heart these words take the edge off of all my grief
And to know anyone reads them is a soft blanket
Thank you
welcome,well put.
Your pictures prove
Each are worth a thousand
Of my words
thank you, sweet of you to say so
True.
Your pictures are lovely
thank you
You are welcome
Or just true:)
all smiles
You have a lovely smile!
oh wow, thank you.