i
have listened
to the rain for too
long. i

have listened
to the sound of your
teeth
clicking, to your
tongue
resting on the
roof of your
mouth.

i
have listened
for too long. the

sound of rain is
the weight of water

f
a
l
l
i
n
g;

there is
too much weight
here,
and i
hold too much
water.

there is
love and
then there is
love: the whole

of me stretched
across you,
running rivers
and channels,
spilling
over every inch
until i am
empty.

everything is
gray, we are
not separate
colors, we
are one
we are
one we
are one
oneoneo
none.

09/22/2011

Posted on 09/26/2011
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