| Tuesday, November 28, 2006 |
| Mine |
Between the black sap of midnight
and the pinprick of first light
I sluice my mind, waist deep
and sodden; I cull
the thin gold vein of reason.
If your leaden form lay
still before me, smell of your skin,
sound of your hair growing,
I would not think
to liquefy my hours upon
this crude, preemptive pyre.
I would not think at all about the future,
tucked away and dormant like
some undiscovered continent,
where even chaff gives off a cresting
glint, perhaps. We aren't old. |
posted by rebeccacalvetti @ 1:40 PM   |
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Name: rebeccacalvetti
Home: Cleveland, Ohio, United States
About Me: I got brunette hair which goes dirty blonde under the sun. I have green eyes and am not particularly short or tall. People who have seen me in a two-piece or less say I have fine decolletage.
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