Friday, November 18, 2011

There's Always More to Come

Come take me out
take me out
of this viscous light
into the night
I've walked these streets
without you
for a thousand years
so listen dear
I've cradled the taste of you
inside my mouth
haven't spit you out
so who are you
to make such demands of me
just let me be
I'm invulnerable to
the cost it pays
to make amends
for this fragile dance...
...and then it ends

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