Mar 20, 2008 01:48
how quick is the heart
to huddle close to such
small validation.
few words to drench
this heart in oil,
all potential
and poised to burn.
**that fell out of my brain while I was driving home.
I wish I could recall the words that got lost along
the drive. definitely could use some editing and
expansion....
original poetry
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