Friday, March 5, 2010

DAy 228: waiting for something

sleep in my skin
it taste like salt
where its moist
waiting for you there
hold my chest to your ear
hear my heart
its there
my skin
salty
tste it
sleeping
broken
cracked
we are all wiating
for something
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