Saturday, September 7, 2013

From That Place

"How their eyes seemed to follow you
like a hated addiction.
Their beauty carved out of absolutes

that you could never claim, or even envision.

You were the saddest song in the shape of a woman. 

I thought you were beautiful,
but I wept with your movements. 

I hope you are laughing now
from that place on the carpet."

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