Tuesday, December 21, 2010

so dirty

It has to do with blood and the calm before the storm
the swaying of the surface
the pleasent repetition
then the realization that
the state is over
tramatic
there was an eclipse
the moon
another cycle
a red light
burnt into me
the statue is admired by a child
who still dosen't know the rules
out of place
I am

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