Saturday, January 15, 2011

There is a vacancy here.
Too much City air.
The cold
Chases tires-
And we

Wriggle out of every situation-
Every five minutes
Because that too
Didn't satiate...

Didn't save.

And the comments
Scrape
And enrage.

It seems these days-
That no one is seeing,
The truth...
And time only escapes...

And Christ weeps-

Because everyone
Would rather save
Their faces

Than have faith.




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