these lips are chapped from
pretending that a smile is a smile
is nothing

who can you call now all lines
have been disconnected
wrestling with the sleep

that threatens to come and then
slips quietly away

an unfaithful lover that will not stay and
i can not sing to you any more of
life & love & all those pretty things
you need to feel but can only seem
to crush

i can not teach what i don't know or
learn of what i no longer care about
time is space better left unspent

lying in an empty bed wondering
where you went.

01/31/2008

Posted on 01/31/2008
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