Do you remember when you were small?
All aware now
What happened?
I wince when i see the end of your arm
I stutter when I get too close to your mouth
I smile when my fingers wrap around yours
I know the sides of your eyes
You can only look at me so long before you remember
You are beautiful in blankets
But with these things
I breathe so fast
My bones become loose
You don't love me
I am not surprised.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
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