Torrential rains
Leave stagnant pools.
Mosquito festers in a
Spider web.
Girl can't clear her eyes
Of tears and memory dust.
Lost at sea is actually
Close to shore.
Figure ate's
Disproportionate
Waist.
Lost in old rituals
Recovering from
Uncovering
Truths.
Go away
And
Come back
To the same place
Again.
Same friends.
Nothing has changed.
Go away
And
Come back
Again.
Won't last forever.
Someday you come back
And they are all gone.
Why stay yourself she asks the old woman in the mirror.
She promised.
She says, she'd never leave
Like that.
Not a whole lotta reason to stay now though.
Even the old woman might agree. Not much left inside or out that's worth saving.
Don't even need to pack a bag. There's nothing where I'm going.
Monday, April 5, 2010
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