Wednesday, March 30, 2011


we see the silky night sky painted in our minds eye.

from a ledge, we stand comforted by the edge.

the moon is so damn close, i wanna take a bite.

the clouds are so damn near i wanna take flight.


tangible tears. like rain. you put out the sun.

broken is this piece of what was once one.

gone. gone. gone.

again and again i try,

run it over again

& again in my mind.

how damn blurred was my sight? breathe. let go. escape fate.

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