Monday, September 19, 2011

fifteen




Burrowing deeper with every thought,

shredding, ripping, wreaking havoc within me.

You are stone to dust, gold to lead and gold yet again.

Thoughts of you wash my reality away.

Suddenly distant from shore, I sail these waves

guided by memories of that breath of life,

that pulse in my dead veins,

the scare and thrill of abandoning myself in your eyes.

And pouring my turmoil into them;

an infinity, dark and shattered.

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