Saturday, February 18, 2006

confessions through thirty two cent stamps
words crafted of vacuous oak
an undying love
stabbing with steel regret
at convalescence

it was an unhealthy era
bliss and fire-hearted souls
unaware of chemical corruption
penniless, painless
without pulse
or push
or fuel

everything that was thrown
and missed
walking on puncture wounds no one sees
or respects

in this stupid fuck dance and light fight
sweating over every word
the whole lot
on eggshells

stagnant dreams
stuffy air
gasping for
simple breathing situations
without whole weather fronts

pouring over boiled water for the burn
the night before

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