Saturday, July 13, 2013

as to appear neither offering

from which unceasingly moves sliding between raindrops and the night because there is courage and danger in leaning out your eyelids without desperation or to sing patiently removing thorns fairly given.  You cannot take me with a look full speed of oncoming cars care that no answer could be found among the words.  Acts of breath or constriction through misty chimerical air dare to speak without daring to tell.  Move secretly among us.  I want to live in someone else’s dream and walk to the edge of the pier.  In front of me is a glass of water the small room of a cabin rescued from the person I loved most in the world.  This world suddenly wrenched from metronome. 

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