Tuesday, November 23, 2010

weave...

inhale
air thick with felt words
the space between us simmers
a world of its own

desert
the quiet enters
slowly sliding up my skin
to fill lost places

news
stopped by a word
when a child faces life
the burden is ours

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How much can we take?
More than I thought it seems.
It rolls over us in unseen waves.
And we wonder why we can't catch our breath?
Blindly smiling into the deep green water.
We stretch to catch the sun in our teeth.
to slide like honey over our tongues.
Sweet, burning, full of life
the other side of pain