Friday, August 9, 2013

disintegration


confined, senselessly tracing the curves of each letter
inching closer to the edge of despair
mad, but surely not a weakness unraveling
rearranging self to withstand the turmoil
reconciled, with inconsistencies swept under the rug
filing away griefs in a sinking boat
with clenched fists, travailing to let go

March 8, 2012

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