Friday, May 11, 2012

Eyes


I keep losing my eyes
somewhere on the floor
and you keep stepping on them
knocking them further and
further away
as my vision becomes
shorter and shorter sighted
until the inexplicable paradox
is reached and I am
viewing you love from
the burning envolope you
have sealed them in

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