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Thursday, January 11, 2007

Last Night

sweat flees
blood drips
down steam
borne legs

breath flies
coal eyes
dark sky
cries more

yins twin
with yangs
yours mine
and ours

stained glass
above
wood pews
below

this act
our church
fera
lity

once done
heart knows
never
again

later
ink night
wide eyed
you yearn
Posted by The Great Chalk Elk at 10:10 PM

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