Saturday, November 25, 2006


the truth is - it isn't just one.



i

am not

far-sighted

(even short sighted)

i just know.



if you can't rest your head on my lap

my shoulder, my arm

and just let it be.



i do not choose fluff

absolutely and only what I feel.



i see you

i deny it

and i breathe...

you don't look real with that -

what is that look in your eye?

and isn't exhaustion the slightest of factors?



i don't think i want you

til i'm near you

and think of air.

because you are.

that's what i think.

...when I don't want it to be true.



sometimes your image

causes symposium

and I am left

without just one

last dying breath.