Saturday, March 31, 2012

What the expression became.

The future backed away from us,
Wrinkling saying so, stooping
To fit the aches--

Saying, "Louder."

The ears' hammers became paperweights
While the dead pets became memorabilia of

Mid generation confusion, as each side sought

A common language to
Argue in.

The soul was common, and like a body it was
Blemished with a shadow.

"I wish you would speak up"


"I wish it was your fortune at my bare feet as had never been once before."--


"You needn't say anything. old wall. I understand."

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