Float like silver pain on the bullet of the night.
Sting like a cure that hides its punch beneath a skin of sugar.
Run with the wind dangling between your fingertips
Silken streamers slide through the cough of autumn
A slumbery sun clears its throat
Stumbling back to bed with the freezer door left
Ever-so-noticeably ajar.
Thursday, May 13, 2010
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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