withered fingers under dirt

Sunday, May. 23, 2004 10:35 am

two nights to put my arms around her,
a third to break it all apart.

late that night, her hushed words
put my eyes to the ground.

I'm not allowed to forget
how a lonely night feels.


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dland exuant omnes your voice drifts away into lost binary alleyways it echoes photography

last five:
smiles and gone - Monday, Feb. 07, 2005
I caught my love in North Carolina - Monday, Nov. 29, 2004
Threadbare - Friday, Sept. 17, 2004
You Spy - Friday, Sept. 17, 2004
The Thrill is Gone - Friday, Sept. 17, 2004

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