Friday, October 11, 2013

Looking For The Way

Italian Coast Scene With Ruined Tower, 1838, Thomas Cole
From Wikimedia Commons

I knew that I wanted out
of our pledge the first
time last Tuesday noon.
The way home was not the thing
undid me, careful
plotting not either.
Your love has colonized me.
I can't deny it.
I can only watch
you circle the whole way round
the entire mountain,
then call out your hat
for what it truly is, what
it covers; show you
my debrided wound.

‎October ‎9, ‎2013 9:39 PM

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