Saturday, February 4, 2012

It's Your Body Taking Over Me




Movements.
I lost my power;
Cleared.
Shake the earth.
I own a coward's
Fear
Over broken cobblestones
I've got this flower,
Here
Somehow feeling perfect
For that sour
Year.
Back and forth we go
As the hours
Neared
Inside, inside
While you were in love
With everything.


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