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Monday, October 20, 2008

Ink

Take these words to
Blot out the sun.
Steal the last breath from old men;
The first lust from the loins of youth.

Let this black ink
Leak from my heart;
Stain every page with darkness.

In through my nostrils
Out through my eyes
Leaving a void where solid had been.

When in your heart
Weeds will not grow
In soil salty so
Nor fall shadows
For fear of being lost forever,
You will know.

09.01.08

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