LUI

writings
2007-08-30 23:21:11 (UTC)

going down

these elbows rest flush on the melting table and my head sinks between the
grip
upon my hair
real tails to tell of how a life's a balanced submarine charting the dark waters
to
reclaim the surface later

a wisdom rained against my face in those hills alone in the sharper air the
green
treads recount the smiles




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