Sunday, April 27, 2008

along a dirt road casting shadows
long with bloated summer
sky bluer than i've ever seen
like unreality broken through
like the paint you use
your hand in mine we walk
in two days your shoulders
will be peeling
replacing the old with the new
your skin is on my sheets
and mine under your nails
as the season invades us
there's only so much to take off
before you're laid bare

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