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it's easy to believe you

by Brynn Dizack

side of the road,,
scratch of the tire
all her trinkets at home,
on the bedside table, and
no groceries in the refrigerator.

i'm lucky,
i said,
because you want to
spend all your time
with me.

i want to know you,
i want to start stitching,

we are falling apart, or together,
an odd combustion,
the type of slow decay i
recognize,

safe,
warm,
oh,,

we murmur in our sleep,
thousands of rabbits' eyes
glinting in the sky.

lock the door,,

09/16/2009

Posted on 09/17/2009
Copyright © 2022 Brynn Dizack

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Scott Cadence on 09/17/09 at 06:29 AM

"we are falling apart, or together,
an odd combustion,
the type of slow decay i
recognize,

safe,
warm,
oh..."

how beautiful. :0)

Posted by Anita Mac on 09/21/09 at 03:07 AM

I love reading the way you love. Miss you, B.

Posted by Ava Blu on 01/23/11 at 09:16 PM

i want to know you. youyouyou.

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