I took a photo in my mind
of every step you left behind
and every word you ever said
to take it all away
-to fake it instead-
I take a step back
from the damage that
can't be repaired.
Can't rest to stare.
So build it all up
Just to burn it down.
Dig it all away
Just to put it back in the ground
And noise-proof the room
Just so you can hear the sounds.
You took this image, put it behind your head
And in the back of your mind,
my figure rests,
Cold
and Dead.
(October 2007)
Thursday, January 17, 2008
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