Tuesday, November 02, 2010
When nothing was
Heroic, what gives?
Where everything
Was a monument
Ligaments ripped from
Time and context
A pink rings the face
Dying into the face
No future, no future!
To have guts seemed
To cry out from
A place of grace.
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