November 15, 2013 § 2 Comments

and in weeks it will be as though

You never touched Me on paper

onscreen emptiness. a shard of hard words

apoca lips


give me cancer over another woman any day

and I’ll raise you a tear

fresh wounds don’t edge me over. I’ve known it.

I bruise easily, but I heal like a miracle has mopped up my smile

even now, I’m writing in auto-script without being reminded.


nevermind the film, lessons in forgetting.

the end of the beginning of my historian.

nevermind the watch I left in and did not return.

the beginning of the age of meaning or


inno. sense.





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