Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Interlude

"You're now a
crazy lost sad trampled thing
-A loon of crippled wing-
And I have tried, and I have cried, and I have died to be your sling.

I need a map to move from here

-Be elegant, departed-
But I just sink, so I will drink,

and think
on
how
we
started."

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