Friday, April 13, 2012

Offer, Toss, Pass

Swapping Breaths That Came
To Corrode The Last Six Hours
Until The Last One Remembered Was Thrusted
Beside A Banklink

And Drinking Up Before The Sky Was Rusted

By The Sun That Rose
Returning The Weight Of Sleeping Alone
With Only The Tingles To Arouse A Dead Arm
As We Postpone

And Condone It By Waking Before The Alarm

CK

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