Sunday, March 11, 2012

Day 4

Sick and sleepless

Eyes, wide with disbelief

This untruth, this lie, this fable

And supreme awareness belongs to me

Not sure what you were thinking

Face, defiled by sorrow

Sick and sleepless

Sleepless and sick

Hands, dry, just like yours

Working, formulating, preparing

To hold one of yours between my own

Might kill me on a night like this

Lips, burned by the cold

Sleepless and sick

Sick and sleepless

Throat, choked by request

Secrets of best friends and lovers

Deception kept quite separate, clever boy

Return to me, spill your invention

Heart, undaunted and strong

Sick and sleepless

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