By a string, by a string

October 18, 2010 § Leave a comment

Cast off, oh good love, oh God, oh good grief. Cast off.

It’s just that I think. I think it might be too late. I might be too late.

I hear only my heart like a horse, thundering from here like a child from a house on fire.

For your eyes burn into my back, and blacken my spine.

Cast off, oh God, cast off.

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