Apr 2, 2011


we compiled names
clever, crack-whip, unembarrassing names
to see that face
that name used up
sent forth
into a world
that is not so forgiving

i tried to rub you out
in spoonfuls
pull you from those hips
remove you from that shaft
take you in
to me
so i could nurture something

twenty four was the breach of contract
a life less worth living
i was not made use of
twenty five
are the last days
the only times
and it will not be today
or tomorrow

years from now
i will remember
all those salty
and wish i could purge them
back up
and plant them

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