[Written 28 June 2009]
the night is weary
a broken lover
is a poet,
made of glass,
fragile
but forged in fire.
she says farewell to him,
it's a parting that begs
for redemption.
he remembers her words,
turns them over and over
in his hands, like a childhood
toy discarded
and remembered,
he needs to keep himself busy now.
heartbreak to him,
is habit-forming.
Thursday, July 02, 2009
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