Jan 24, 2009 22:27
change clanging in pocket
in cold weather
frost bitten hands
without a coffee
to warm them
a casted arm
after an unfortunate
accident
the sound of your joints
bellowing as your body
hit the asphalt
a hollow chest
after he left
the feeling of your world
falling
to the sound of his footsteps
as he walked out your door
the nature of ourselves, they say
the sin cast as they salivated
over an apple
the grief that goes with
understanding relativity,
truth
the difference between
decadence and deliverance
a single thread of understanding
that binds
an isolated word that finds
unlimited expression
a path that follows similar stones
but tracks without direction