Monday, July 6, 2009

2:30am (uninvited visitor)

the red light rushes in and i overreact, perhaps.
Perhaps not (scared shitless).
I finally make the complete cut (evitable),
yet the split is dirty.
Despite the putrid casing
joyful times seep out,
pulled away by soft fingers,
past my heart like bedsheets.

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