Sunday, November 18, 2007

zoned, out.

once floating,
now
pierced, rushed

forced out of comfort
zone.

thoughts continue to
myself
and from,
uncontrolled.

i thought you cared?
you really do not
your letters, while they seemed personal
private
intimate?
were not
as they were sent
to others
as well

just a fool
(pick a number)
an address
and apparently
possessing an
unrecovered
heart.

twice pierced,
i should just float
rush,
force myself
out.

away.

(there was not much,
by the way,
that was comfortable)

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