Monday, December 27, 2010

Don't swim or run (we'll have none).

Don't swim or run (we'll have none).

No lovely face, no lover
none of that for you
You washed it down the sink
finished it, you're through

And to the sea it vanished
heavy heart and hand
forgotten or unloved, unknown
but away from you I swam

And in my heart I wonder,
was that always your plan
to push and pull until we tore
so you could say I ran...

Written 12.27.10 @ 2:00 AM

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