My bones are not mine
they feel like strangers in my body
and they will burrow their ways out in time
My tendons and veins
are all unraveled
I'm just waiting to crumble and fall
When all my connections fail without notice
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Still waiting...
Posted by Marie at 13:03
Labels: Artfag, Drunkeness, Poetry
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