My life is
corrugated cardboard
the surface is smooth
but underneath
are the highs and lows
that it is built upon.
You think nothing
of the structure
of a cardboard box.
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Holy macaroni. I am so bad at this blogging thing.
Tuesday, July 31, 2012
Thursday, July 5, 2012
A Bad Relationship.
We choke on
strands of time--
our eyes never see
the easy way
the straight line.
We choose the love
we think we deserve
complications
in the form
of verbal battle
hanging on
the edge of a nerve.
strands of time--
our eyes never see
the easy way
the straight line.
We choose the love
we think we deserve
complications
in the form
of verbal battle
hanging on
the edge of a nerve.
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