i go out to become extinct
tossed on the surface left to cool
early in the morning
i want to go back to sleep
ive been abated,
reduced to cinder

the bones slacken
tendons relax
a true chemical reaction has taken place
the oxygen has mixed
the blood cells race

the thin air refreshes
as life reduces
my lust has been dislodged
so easily

08/01/2007

Posted on 08/02/2007
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