truth.

Aug 16, 2009 20:22

In your palm an eggshell,
empty cracked and brittle,
I'm little.

Under you,
tied to you,
askew.

mew.

Pawing cry
I'm a lie.

Frail toenail,
walking bruises,
freezing the step.

Am I keeping you?
Learn me.
Learn my mouth.
Read me
read me
read me!

Do you need me?
Skeletons shaking me
I wait up.
I bite my lips and
panic for you.

oblivious desire
I mean well
just learn me
just read me.
Or at least turn my page,
this side is over
and skipping.

Stop the record.
Side A is finished.
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