Sunday, June 10, 2012

like a lovesong caught in
the middle of no one
holding your hand
you heart
your head
pulling
           your hair.

remember me
i felt through all
the felt cracks and brought
crackers to the door of
the cheeky dark side 
of you.

like a cold drift of snow
like poison water
furrowing into the space
beside your brain
your binary
your boredom
pushing
            your bones

remember this
it slowly revolved 
around your kettle
growing like moss
and collecting dust for
keepsakes.

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