From the ashes
that you made of me,
i re-burned into a column of flame,
and of all the things i could have kept from
you,
i only took your name
and the taste of the sea,
salt in my wounds over you,
but i've built more with less,
and now im standing here
in the shambles of the seams
and all the mess,
re-furbished shabby-chic
and concrete
columns of my heart
and i remind myself
i made this.
this tower that is me,
i made it.

02/16/2010

Posted on 02/16/2010
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