Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Liquid over Fire

Stairwell is cold
On these nights
Streets are like dust
With rain

Breathe in the smoke of a cigarette
Try to feel calm
But just anxious...

Leaves fall from an imaginary tree
I try to touch them...
My hand slips in between

Like liquid over fire 
Dissolving the flame

My heart once... felt strong
F o r   S o m e o n e

N o w 

C a n ' t  S e e  T h e  D a y . 

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