Reaching out beyond the dream of what you thought was real, spinning on this ball of life, head now under heel. Ready to die, to live this life so raw, alive on ledge- dancing, hurling, freeing your soul to finally stretch the edge.

Friday, June 8, 2018

Do I hear what's right here?

the night we sat
nearly naked
by the fountain

I believed in us

or was it your
colorful, sancrimonious
boasting of ideal

either way, I fell


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