Oct 02, 2005 01:23
interregnum
our minutes are weighed
yet time does not exist
when we wade in shallow waters
emotions embedded in the sand
when fingers intertwine
bodies coalesce
our eyes light the path
if only for a moment
silence breaks
with laughter that fades
into incomprehensible syllables
(...)
writing,
poetry
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my seconds are done.
Like water slipped
from ugly hands,
my heart is ripped.
cuRRent...jer
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