Tuesday, September 28, 2010

I worry I worry I worry and I come back to the same point same story.
Lights bounce off the walls, tussar scarves burn, music throbs inside every brain
We laugh, we gesticulate, and spiral webs form on my feet, as they stare at you
-and wonder why
We drink and clap and stare at the walls, happiness in every pore
In the sweet morning light, we make love, out of breath,
Capture heartbeats, capture eyelids
And sleep.

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