Friday, April 6, 2012

the invisible line connecting the (you to me) lessens
our rate of realization narrowing
apprehension cowers in the corner

(the ghost)
banished to this quiet state of consciousness
craving some insight
clenching for relation

but she knows
that when he goes
he really goes
and do you think you've made
the right decision this time?

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