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Saturday, February 20, 2010


The burden presses each capital
into my chest, burning a word
where I let your love rest.
Deaf to
mute to
blind to everything else
that doesn’t smell of smoke and cold
earth and pheromones. Someday
I’ll be free of
this, I know;
but how much further
down this road?

(I don't know...)
This is one of those that just sat there forEVER and bugged me until I slapped something at the end so I could say that I finished it.
But I still love it, so there. ♥

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