The world keeps turning the key in my chest\u00a0<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Locking up my heart like a stray cat, feral and wild-eyed<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Do I remember who I was before my world began to burn?<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Some days I\u2019m not sure I want to<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n You leave your\u00a0chocolate-stained\u00a0lips all around my room<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Like violets and sunflowers scattered by the wind<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Yet the smoke makes my hair stink of memories<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n And I can\u2019t seem to kick this aching, sticky\u00a0on my skin<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n My fingers trace the outlines of every photograph<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n As the colors paint the sky red<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n The days and nights bleed together<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Like the ink I can\u2019t seem to make right<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n I often\u00a0wonder\u00a0if I stacked all my wishes up<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Would they finally reach the stars?<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Or will this chasm swallow me whole?<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Like the remnants of God\u2019s creation, ancient and buried<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Unholy leftovers, maybe that\u2019s what we are<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Or are our lives made of these sacred moments?<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n A patchwork quilt of isolation\u00a0and connection<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Or are we stacked wishes,\u00a0just\u00a0one on top of the other?<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Olivia Bennett The world keeps turning the key in my chest\u00a0\u00a0 Locking up my heart like a stray cat, feral and wild-eyed\u00a0 Do I remember who I was before my world began to burn?\u00a0 Some days I\u2019m not sure I want to\u00a0 \u00a0 You leave your\u00a0chocolate-stained\u00a0lips all around my room\u00a0 Like violets and sunflowers scattered… <\/p>\n