Thursday, January 15, 2009

THE ROPE

I go places, wondering if you'll be there. I admire myself through your eyes. Oh yes, I recognize obsession, with it's warm distorted view of my world. You've made me let go of meaningless things that meant everything; lost jewelry, tombstones, chestnut colored horses; things I once hold on to to survive. Thank you. But I wonder, when you're gone, will I completely lose my grip?


Anonymous
1/14/2009
08:01:00 PM

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