Sticky silence linger
Sours on the melancholy
Simmer prolonged by the knife-
Streams light, gushes.
Shaky ground and yet-you
Intertwine lucid madness
I will believe-
ignore the signs
But thy trysts
Still trump true trust.
Friday, October 3, 2008
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