2 March 2010

To feel so deep
to look inside myself
& see your bones
your face in his singing
the words, singing the word lips.
I imagine your insides on
the outside, broken down
like a rag-doll model.
Crush


The weight of
not knowing
you, the weight
of unknowing
you,
you
unknowingly
knowing —
not
you.

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