why all the smut and cold, my dear
between each gust
and smeared behind each hurried word
hints around each pout
no in-between,
this discontent
whenever you find yourself with me ...

an echo of your smile
I held onto
yet, something fierce remained and sought to band
around each loveliness and thrill,
to smash and drill the memories deep
the beauty we once knew and cherished so
forever fractured, feverishly..

I'll walk away with blood stained eyes
and tainted tears of nothing more than happenstance
bruised inside my mind,
blew away this will to persevere
now pounding in the harshness of it's raging turn
languishing,
screwed without lubricant
find some other way to reminisce
no never mind,
heavy is the toll on a burdened heart,
this road climbs slow ...

08/21/2007

Posted on 08/21/2007
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