Not Personal, Not Impersonal

Friday, October 06, 2006

 

Grave thoughts

"Grave thoughts in the yard, while I think of you.
"My body disintegrates without you, soul fled already.
"I must put you from my mind.
"I try not to slip into a sleepy haze but without you I have nothing to focus on.
"No light reflected from your eyes to keep me awake.
"No repetitive heartbeat to keep my own heart trained in the art of beating.
"What will I do without you?
"Your kiss was you blowing breath into me. Without it I cannot exhale."

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