crumbled and rolled

and for you miss? 08/01/2010

Filed under: readable,silliness — paperslightertext @ 2:26 am

the rest rolled right off of the best
some great weight compressed my chest,
a shadow about eight feet long.
my hestitance which never quits
subtle and grey as a silenced prolonged

by six sleepless nights, one conglomerate day
packed full of wistful sunsets and rises-
engulfed by the bull, its raging kept at bay
by those tentative, sticky compromises.


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