Saturday, January 24, 2015

a lifetime

in the silvergrey afternoon in the
last year of freedom had a
reason to love you and my hands on
fire my teeth filed down to
points had a photograph of god
had his address his number and all of
those children starving in the
streets w/ their bright
shiny tears

all of those days spent waiting
for the phone to ring

digging holes to
bury the unwanted dead

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