Wednesday, June 4, 2008

a resurrection...of sorts

they break us so thoroughly we do not even
remember
our name lives dreams desires so thoroughly
they kill us
denying the ability to hold
pieces of tomorrow or passion
or peace
how be it that no sacrifice
brings honor or at the very least Respect

they remind me of
Whiteness Stark and Lifeless
empty
and THAT is why it
is beautiful no matter who wears it
has no life

Do they remember running in sundresses
dropping scoops of ice cream
after just one lick
the newness of black patent
leather school shoes the hurt of a
scraped knee the
look of amazed outrage after
the spill that tells us
FLYING IS A BIT HARDER THAN THAT DEAR

How can it be so
easy to walk away
to disregard
forgetting balance

to break

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