Monday, September 27, 2010





Only Threats

Pearl water drops circle your waist and round your neck
The floor beneath our feet is sifting like milk
Climb the pillars that held dead bridges, 
Beneath them, sharp waves, like as if made of glass 
And all the vague images stare through as they pass

Dead bodies in the water, dead souls on the bridge,
Both man and nature wither, eyes undress eyes 
And you knew I was just obeying the rules, 
Just playing the part,
But it's the longest time to kill regret and shame

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