Saturday, May 19, 2012

This Life

to cry out alone, to bleed
to hurt and shake
it's normal, common as cars
driving past your window

common as buildings
as kisses and promises
broken windows and duct tape

to suffer silent pain
to lose a finger, an ear, a heart
like sidewalks and gutter grates

to disappear in illness
to fade behind medications, to die
like birds singing to the sun

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