Friday, June 20, 2014

Two

The poles melt taking streetlights down
just as we fall
from the course of a silk sleepover
to an empty street and we can't see each other
again
The pedagog took with him all the books
all my books, some ours
and now I'm left with no words,
my house of cards goes down
so do whatever that's left of me.


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