Wednesday, July 27, 2011

I Picked This Poem Out Of Your Pocket

I was about to write it down,
hoping for some obvious answer

to cancer or something as chaotic,
but I forgot that I was nowhere

near land, adrift in a massive sea
hovering over my heavy body.

I needed your subtle remedy
to the very undetectable demon

that you created in the cruel,
humid depths of your heart.

But I've been dropped a long way.
Not a single pen to stroke and sway.

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