naynainthesky ([info]kalawakankitty) wrote,
@ 2008-12-06 18:11:00
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kalamay
11/08/08 12:40 PM


with the night comes a song, recklessly

back against the wall. unlit cigarette in hand.
i have lived a hundred lifetimes over
in the form of people, whose shadows have ceased
to
stain my pages
quietly.


-
believe me when i tell you
too soon you will forget.

-
speak of names. littering your wall
marked chatter, infinite, leaping off your tongue

(and who is to say
no to slowness,
no to home ? )



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