I am happy, I curbed
My fanatic heart
From painting
Another canvas plush
With pulsating colors
So fast.
Yet its sinking has left
A deep dimple in my chest
And my heart – swollen, floats
In the mires of my belly.
Putty and plaster
I have enough
To fill the gap
Completely.
So I shall not spend
Another age
Fishing it out
Only to lose it
Again.
May 18th, 2009.
Listen
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If you will meet me at the beginnings of sorrowHalf-way to stubborn
affection- (Fish, as caught, as caught in water) In between the blades of
grass Where l...
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