Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Blog Poem: Week Eight, pt. 2

A moment—unraveled—drops
On one already fallen
And together they rend
Twin scars in the deep tissue

Twice he vexed you
With smirks and words
And dusty hands that swore
They'd never let you go.

Twice your sundered frame committed
To the heath beyond the Styx
Gave breath to the clamor of

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