Saturday, January 22, 2011

stick a little white card on me, i'm reserved for you

i can see blue skies
under which my demise
sits waiting patiently for me
to fall all over myself again

i'll run forward
recklessly hopeful
faithfully stumble
and rebreak my heart on the lawn

i'll lay there
til sunset
unmoving, unbreathing
my whole being weakening

and your tears prick my eyes
under midnight skies
find the ocean that's just there for you

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