October 13, 2012
By , Lexington, MA
And she takes her words
And she paints
And she draws
Dilapidated structures
Of perfection

And she sews
And she scratches
Images of bottomless

And the darkness of it’s breath
Breathes icy light upon
her empty words
And they fall
As emotionless
As the crispness of the page
They were smeared upon

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