for him

July 15, 2010
By electrichearts SILVER, Franklin Lakes, New Jersey
electrichearts SILVER, Franklin Lakes, New Jersey
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Favorite Quote:
"It didn't matter in the end how old they had been, or that they were girls, but only that we had loved them, and that they hadn't heard us calling, still do not hear us, up here in the tree house with our thinning hair and soft bellies, calling them out of those rooms where they went to be alone for all time, alone in suicide, which is deeper than death, and where we will never find the pieces to put them back together. "


some time ago i was pacing blithely
off cream white walls
as if trapped by the weight of his gaze
crashed to the floor
and spotted the pad of paper
alive on my desk
but the number two dead on its plane
“for me,” says he. “write something for me.”
no heavenly host on mania’s high
could send me flying again
“for me,” said he. “write something for me.”



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