Sunday, June 13, 2010

Discarded Leggings

So I care not,
And I think not
On these words,
Can we go there?
Can we be?
Could the world
Forget about time?
Slowly laughing
Broke the silence
The spoken word
is not a crime,
So I dare not
Start to remember-
All of things from
Way back then.
They're talking,
Have you heard?
I lost another one,
I lost another one,
Slightly full from
The lacerations-
All filled with it,
Here there is less
Than, the rest of
the world sold for-
He sold it in ounces,
A sudden knock
On your front door
Leads you to me,
Leads you past me,
Leads you away,
Again, this mess,
They're talking,
Have you heard?
I lost another one,
I lost another one,
I lost another one,
I didn't try this time,
Dare not loose one
more, one last time,
Squares and circles,
Must mean nothing,
The world is moving,
Now I'm walking
Away from the ground,
If you loved me,
If you noticed,
Slightly full from
The lacerations
They are healing
I grow new skin,
White as paper
Nearing the door,

by LM Sage


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