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Fire
I’m on fire
A burning bed ignites me
I sleep
so you can dream,
awake
inside of me
I sleep so we can speak
I do not try when I’m awake
What would I say?
I’m sorry?
I’m on fire
In my sleep
with you
wrapped up inside of me
The wishing tree waits
So I wish,
and when I wish
I wish th...
Wednesday 7th March 2012 11:14 pm
Questions I Never Asked
From the hallway,
I am hidden
I watch my father lay in the stillness
Eyes open,
he is somewhere farther away than I have ever been
He is fixed upon the tree limbs
against the grey sky
and I am fixed upon his expression
and all those secrects that he does not tell
I watch quiety,
trying despe...
Wednesday 22nd February 2012 11:15 pm
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