Wednesday, August 10, 2011

THE REST OF THE SUMMER

So wide

The skies

I cry

& yelp

For help

Please

Strike these stakes

Set up camp

Alone

To love again


Tearing open

This ribbon of life

The smell

Of your arms

Wrapping me

So

The day

Glows

& pours

Sunlight

All over

Dampened

Clothes


The sins

I can’t commit

You torn

From bed

My eyes

My head

I hope the

Dog is fed

While paint

Legs spread

In purple

It bleeds

From your walls


Your house key

Just stalls

In mid air

I stare

At my keychain

& the place

That fits

This key

Stuck again

With me


Your delicate shoes

Line the wall

Next to mine

How long

How much time

Till I get

A cardboard box

& box our love away

With afternoon shadows


Our heat slowly fades away

Just the memory

Of the day

I hold tight

Falling again

In love

So young

An angel

True

This place for you

Next to the bed

Alone in my head

You are this place


To watch you sleep

Such pain

I weep

The thought of you

Growing up

Walking through

The forest alone

You have tools

Tricks of the trade


Oh be brave

My love

As you walk

Through this next

Damp season

On your own

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