Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Cabin Fever

I'm not sure how much longer I can last

"and the pathetic soul sleeps on cold leather, blinds shut
light-bulbs flaring
stale air swirling from nostril to ceiling to floor to nostril
knees to chest, eyes pinched shut
rock
rock
rock

come my love who warms and soothes
the eyes
the nose
the ruined skin

let me live and let go once again"

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

People should read this.