Poems
Friday, January 3, 2014
in credible stories
we love whatever is beneath the fog
and the barrenness of others' breaths
the world is held by x-rays
they devour our saliva
plants erode the noise of our thoughts
and we walk into death
half-sad and half-indifferent
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