Poetry from a Time Forgotten : Gossip

Wednesday, February 15, 2006

Gossip

I look at the corner of our hearts where we often bleed. Heavy dews of autumn, wind sweeping in from all directions, brushing us against each other, against iron nights, and stone expressions, chaining us to termite talk. We're captives to the closing in of scissors that cut us, pieces scattering... Sign in to see full entry.

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