poems are good for you

Feb 13, 2005 11:44

you were cracking, i could see it
long drawn lines
being too many places at once
in your mind
you fell hard the first time
emotionless, motionless
a growth from the ground
dust settled
downy, gray amidst your hair and face
then again
through those dimly lit
unexplored passageways of time
now we sit
consiences oozing through sticky holes
blank stares
through a hole in the wall
just in time
a star flickers once
a black sky

feb 13/05
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