Friday, March 19, 2010

Diving

I too hear my amino acids vanishing
 Down the hourglass evening
 Watching you on my plasma
 That screen above my heart
 Last night with you, eyes closed
 Like the last movement of The 1812 Overture
 Church bells thundering, cannons thumping 
Red blood coursing In veins filled with doubt and ecstasy
 You told me you were letting me go
 But I just got closer
 Closer to beginning the ascent
 To that cliff above the sea
 Where I dive or slink back
 To the hotel room and curl like a dog
, sighing about How I might have won you if…
 Then I am airborne, salt stinging
 Bones ready to be crushed Eyes open, hoping

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