Monday, November 26, 2007


I see you
you see me
we meet, greet on the street
and a fine sift of red haze
settles over our backs
our face
getting into my eyes
I rub it away
gritting my stained teeth and leave
backward glancing I weep
for me
no other way to say it
I see you from inside
you see me from a distance
but undercover i think
can No one else feel
glass shards spun into cotton candy
biting back
a dust cloud follows me
turning my vision into mud
tugging at my walking legs
running to escape
I fall (just like the movies)
and i am surrounded by swirling debris
I decide to lay there and take it
as it comes
barely flinching as I am clubbed

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