Thursday, May 23, 2013

Alone, this bliss

I don't feel like
picking a fight
with
this night 

my body
Is gross
tired of carrying
this day

I would like to be 

Alone

like a thing
I forgot 
to pick up

Alone
I feel
nothing but
bliss

Alone
with small wisps
of dust 
and heat
rising from the earth. 

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