Saturday, August 8, 2009
morning talk of spirits
facing doors
bring shadows at night
moving to the trembles of your eyes
dark figures
that leave you in the morning
at breakfast when you mention them
you speak of them as monsters
but
when you’ve grown
you speak of them as lovers
that left you at the altar
standing alone in white
with black suits and their eyes facing you up there
alone.
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i really really like this one.
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