Monday, November 24, 2014


before we know it, here we are.

and then allow enough prodigality,
incessant solitude through which we
know to arrest the vitality of sorrow.

I am sorry, I did not know that a sun could slide to kill
right down my side of virtual frenzy.
I thought I was standing of flesh and good were the legs
to receive the attention of other legs
and up we were finding each other’s ending.

I was wrong.

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