something to keep

Monday, June 11, 2012

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dusk brought electric lights
the metal shifts to present
gated unless we bought tickets
ill cover you, nothing

bare dreams
and
my hands are loud between us


low postings tenured


where is your blood tonight?
and
where is our love tonight?
flooding calls in diamonds
crushing shakes


sometimes everything
sometimes you


a primary tender
and im following your voice
lips speak gentler dreams
and the world becomes hazy


we're here 
and ive found my hands









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