its a neon no
a crimson cant
a weeping wont.
and a slow-mo don't go
and a two-tonne sorry
it's my load lightened
beneath the crushing weight
of stern silence
and conflict contemplation
an amber alert of iressolvable
idiosyncracies
differences once divine
now, sinfully separatist
horned angels
don't ask
won't tell
Sunday, January 10, 2010
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