Wednesday, April 03, 2013

love song

eight years spent building
this wall of silence and
no one on either side and
eight years spent dreaming
about violent death

radio static and violin music
down some sunflooded
november interstate

says she wants to be in love
it’s all she’ll ever say

says the drugs are better
                         than sex
              better than god

doesn’t ask where we’re
going because she
knows my eyes are closed

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