Sunday, July 22, 2007

post the latest psychotic tendency

yes.
and what next.
and what now?

how will you tell them how to love
when will you tell them how
to let go
it hurts like nothing
could we imagine?

take us back to midnight

my body flows, rocking.
the ballast sands between our fingers.

yours touch,
and mine let go.
you push,
and my boat rocks the waves.
you take me there.

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