She Could Be In That Place

She’s missing….

I cant exactly report her absence to the local police

OH but I wanna blast her name over the loud speaker at the mall

Nicci please come to the help desk

Nicci please come to the help desk

I want to put her face on milk cartons so when someone finds her..

….if someone finds her, before I do, they know who to call

She is probably tucked away between the couch cushions

Next too a few loose cheerios, and a used Kleenex

You know at that house

Where that lil boy who still lives with his auntie

Found himself trying manly things on her

….or maybe she has fallen cavalierly underneath the passenger side seat of that lil red car

Where she should have hopped out of at the nearest red light

But found the only color he knew was green, and every mile marker was a scream

She could be drifting off to sea

On a piece of paper

As a poem forgotten, and never read outloud

…could she be falling off a shoulder shrugging

Her confessions , her feelings being dusted off…

Right into a pile of salt that preserves her previous persona

Wasn’t she fortified…complete

Freeze her in time

Immortalize her in this place before there is no turning back

That’s it…

She’s still, alabaster stone

Right there in one of those places I left her

Before the corruption of the moment was to much to come back from

Waiting to reunite with me bring me back into myself

Take control over my identity again

Make sense of the puzzling pieces of existence

To make straight the curving lines

To light the dark

And polish the dinginess that time

And pain

Can bring to something that should be glowing

That was glowing

That will glow again when I find her

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