these numbers glow
but can't you tell
that they're after us?
was it ever more of a conspiracy
than in this delicate moment?
I'll close my eyes to block them out
and hide myself
in sleep just sleep
to dance with words
and swim in ink
to be all that I've ever known
and lose the rest to the sadistic.
Monday, May 11, 2009
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