Thursday, October 28, 2010

My Life Is Dusk.

They said it was,
and I believed it.
I meant to keep you,
in pews, from the back of what I know.
And I held you down
and I stalked around,
in the most incoherent manner,
assuming the worst
and I bet that's why you left,
no I'm sure that's why you left.
But I'm fine,
I swear that I am fine,
dear God,
I am fine.

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