Sunday, May 18, 2014

my eyes are faucets

my heart's arrhythmic beats
again over again

as if breathing where a choice or words where an unguent sent from the lips of god to my ear

thin blood, thin blood, thin blood

I hear the train's horn
hot steel breath
the tinker of rain
stolen sips

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Know that I love you

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Know that I love

knowing I loved

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The train
it's coming

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