Monday, August 29, 2011

love er bust

when hitchhiking across mattresses
jumping from sealy to sleepys
memory foam. box spring.
my feet never touch the ground

my face falls to earth when i wake up
and see sleep lines have spelt
out your name. panicing
i look out. horizion lines bleed
a pale orange blue and you
are not there.

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