23 june 2010

Posted on June 23, 2010

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racing thunderstorms again
i beat them to the south
still bright when I got home!
before His Great Darkness swept over my head.

“are you ready to have the conversation you’ve been dreading?”
arms, stretched to wrap around my rib bones
“intentions?”
i don’t say a word, you know precisely what i mean
eyes fall, a heavy “oh dear.”

the italian cookies travelled with us all day
they crumple, swelling with sweet crumbs and dust
you haunt me at night
(you haunt me at night and you believe what i say!)
you haunt me at night and make my teeth hurt
the same way they do
when i forget to eat

no more candy hail or earthquakes now;
just dreaming about the devil.

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