Sunday, January 30, 2005

breaks

i fuck
in hate the line bre
aks every day i write:

if i break mys elf here
will i hurt or grow?
now? or this
other now?
which do i choose?

if i wash ash
or the coast of this world
will it burn more?
break less? fast?
when will we eat again?
under one patched roof
with duct tape glue and
jagged smiles and
pass the bread and
be at peace?

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