Friday, August 14, 2009

a spec of space

In a mountain cave
through paper and glass
I have found the one
that I want to have.
Locked in his arms
melted in the rain
made a promise
then tossed it in shame.
It ran away like
fleeing a battle field.
Coz people like me
were meant to be alone.


On a window chair
lay a body of cells
and through my eyes
it looked like the most
beautiful thing in the
world. It was happy
and smooth and covered
in peace. An aura of
light shined through
to revolve me with it
in a swirl of drunkenness
and then I opened my eyes
and it all disappeared.


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