Sunday, September 14, 2008
reclamation
You left me there
in the grass.
unseen, with clumps of dirt
ants that crawl, and angry beetles
left to age and fade, sunbeaten and bleached
unfit, tossed aside
left alone.........
found?
lovingly cleansed, reborn anew
rainwashed sadness of the solitary pries open the eyes of the recent blind
unavoidable now, forced to face
soullful duplicity, heart like mirrors, open, gaping
You left me there
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