Restless Life Syndrome
Thursday, November 21, 2013
here's why I said 'not right now'
I cannot be yours, my love.
You should not be mine, my love.
I'd burrow inside your earth.
You'd live off my creaking words.
Termites are never ashamed,
but I think that we would be.
7-syllable experiment
form poem, October 2013
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