Saturday, January 21, 2012

sonnet thirty one

here, if you have had enough,
if you cannot take anything more,
we have lost moments to
deliberate, measured, consuming

fires, and we are in the
middle of it, so should i step
away and watch everything
go or be in the same circle

so i may save what i can?
then we realize we have not
had nearly enough to have

lost so much, to give this up,
to destroy what's left of my
words, what's left of us.

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