dark alley pacing
gravel conversations
train whistle replies
thoughts superfluous
beneath night sky
so wide
collapse
and eat me
with your vastness
erase me
these bones
hold so much potential
they are stunted
smothered in expectation
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
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