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.

Saturday, December 26, 2009

sadness SUCKS

I could not hold
The load alone
You rubbed the sticks
I set the stones

We gathered scraps to
Feed the flames
Which jumped and rolled
And skyward aimed

We drew our breath
Then fanned the fire
Two separate hearts
One burning desire

But then you went
Away so quickly
My heart left wrecked
My stomach sickly

Alone I wait
And time keeps turning
Just me alone, yet
My heart's still burning
.

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