Wednesday, January 17, 2007

laying down
or back i guess
so still you move
without the rest

eyes cold
frozen shut
heavy as
your breath was cut

like water running
under cold black ice
a slip and fall
on fleeting grace

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you hold me like you're missing
the time that we spent passing
like you mean it
like you've always ment it

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sometimes i am asleep
deeply
my mother comes
and speaks to me
i can faintly hear her
little whispers
so i answer
somewhat coherently
mumbling
responses of
dream pieces
and leaving her
thinking
strange things

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