stretched like leather
worn and tired
holding all the life inside
tainted and dry
semi-precious and dated
this is what time has long created
inject!
inject!
you cannot be seen
strip back all the rust and see me as clean
i stand beside you
not touched or held
night cast its shadow
and time cast his spell
come in close so you can be heard
whisper - i feel your breath
no need to hear each word
Friday, June 12, 2009
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coz if you don't publish a book of poems some day in the future i am going to steal all of the poetry on your blog and get them publish myself... another amazing one!!
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