noose

I got here, tired and running
from nothing but the ghost
of my own dread, not wanting
to be responsible (in part) for
the tearing down of worlds and trimming of love
from any life, breaking planets open
(like this one) where so many
want only blood and grime.
Itís easier to just fall away.


2004-10-22 | 6:10 p.m.
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