Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Day 439: do not hear me

Some morning I wake up worried that you’ll still be there
And I wont
Ill be shattered
Ill be ghost
only body
where is my spirit
you are
Upside down
Holy that way
I am the kind of woman who worries about such things
Wonders if there is enough heat in our friction
You wont hear me ask you
Please I beg you not to listen

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