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2/08/2011

I am scrambling
clawing out to you with bared skins.
I. Can't. Live. Like. This.
You said you are-
You promised-
To always-
You lied.
You are the only one who sees
(or at least, doesn't look away).
I am a glittering abstraction.
Lively toe-bounces
Springing over you.
I am 1109-
No, 740 sprinkled thoughts
and I am yet to add my subtraction.

4 comments:

Glitch said...

Ooooooooooo I like this! VERY nice! It kind of gave me shivers! :)

- Glitch

mckenzie. said...

Powerful and beautiful, as per usual. Have you ever thought of doing this sort of thing professionally? you could be published. x

haze said...

You are the only one who sees
(or at least, doesn't look away).


oh, i love this part :)

Ever said...

Glitch: thank you dear! <3

mckenzie: I have thought of it as... A distant dream? It would be incredible to be published, and I might send one of my performance pieces to the contest at poeticpower.com.
You should too dear! I simply adore losing myself in your images. They are like oceans, touchable all in themselves. Xxx

haze: thank you so! Xxx