Friday, December 25, 2009

Unacceptable loss.

If each and everyone is gone
Then there is nothing.
Blown-through fortunes
And forgotten cadences know us,
They will not tolerate losing us.
If each and everyone is gone
Then there is nothing,
bruised, guttered, full
Feeling every bit
With not a finger to touch it.

If each and everyone is gone
Then there is nothing.

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