christina

You are only the way oceans are:
vast and unlike any other movement known to man,
uncountable.
and changing faster than whores at rest stops
perfect in all the simple ways but lit by some dark corpse of a sun
arching armies over the backs of every well-meaning person
and their friends.
You are only the way the oceans are:
long and uncontrollable,
beautiful, unbending and fine
like silk from sows.
you change even the smallest hairs of everyone you meet.
vibrant as asteroids storms, but
your ceaseless hate spreads faster and further
than dandelions in spring.
You are only the way the oceans are: lonely.


2004-10-22 | 10:52 a.m.
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