Friday, February 24, 2012

All That Slanders Is Not Gold

Like a lantern floating
between the space
between your eyes
and your brain
is similar to the kiss
of a dagger
wounding your iPhone.
We wade in shallow ponds
giving into greater snobs
have we no integrity
to owe our inner-selves?
I am lost and I run for you
and I want to jump
into a chrysalis and snore.

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