She's only sleeping
Deep and even
The whispers of a life
Still lived
Steam under the hoot
Guilt beneath a furrowed brow
What secrets dance
Beneath fluttered eyelids?
She climbs tall mountains
Especially if you tell her "no"
Bloody knuckles,
Frozen feet
Grim victories
And harsher defeats
But sometimes she only holds
For fear of letting go.
Thursday, July 31, 2008
I'm bad at vulnerability I like to tie off places Where mess might hide Might wander in to introduce themself Until I'm all kn...
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She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
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To slumber And not be tossed about Like an incomplete formula In the mind of a mathematician Is a good thing The solution Lies in reme...
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Late It's practically done, more or less Plus or minus it's my best Effort if you squint and side-eye It. I'm sure it will get b...
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