this is my heart.
when the stars collapse
there I am,
breathless.
there are no words to this monologue.
no names and no secrets
this is it
this is the inside
red and bursting and sweet.
"pull me out from inside"
i am ready
and the dirt beneath my nail is gone
the people stare through irises
but i am here
and this is all of it.
there are no more games or lies
there are no more expectations
there is nothing
and i am in it
gasping with the bite of it
the scraping
the cleanse.

with each exhale i'm closer
and the steady terror of rhythm
is pulling my hand.

08/27/2005

Posted on 08/28/2005
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