Tuesday, March 12, 2013

FLOWERS LIVE IN THE OCEAN
(not in my eyes)

raising my fingertips
through the sand,
i could almost taste
the flowerbed of
oceanic love, you
don't hold for me.

i am a coping mechanism,
full of bright ideas and
even brighter eyes, but
still somehow in my
gut, i can feel knots
come undone, and
recreate themselves
as something
entirely new.

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