Saturday, October 4, 2008

The Love That Didn't Happen


Our fragile synchronicities
come undone:
the tenderest of entities –
dreamed as one –

now trembles to a slumber – not
something free
to waken, but a little clot –
travesty –

imagined feelings – gone astray –
ground to dust –
abandoning us – blown away
in a gust –




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