May 27, 2009

i don't know some words or something

a storm surges and shadows
the crossing of your face
this debt i tithe against
worries me onward into weather

i stretched a thin love until it snapped
it sinks like an anchor in black water
trailing a broken chain

1 Comments:

At July 15, 2009 8:26:00 PM EST, Blogger bean said...

damn.

 

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