Wednesday, March 30, 2011

beautiful no-sun



I wish it were
r
a
i
n
i
n
g
and that I could burrow
where you couldn’t see me
and I couldn’t see you
until my heart stopped beating
and my stomach collapsed
and my brainstorm short/circuited
like number five

(but)

i am alive
i am alive
i am alive
and the sun will rise and i
e
s
i
r
with it.

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