November 14 2013

surreal-art-02

Illusive alphabets mislaid

By a mercurial author

Who cannot wait

For the cathartic surrender

Of an alighting heart

She amputates the tip

Of her insolent tongue

The taste of almost

Entirely unappetizing

*

Head tucked between

Two capsized knees

There is only

The horizon

The inaccessible divide

Of what is

And what can never be

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I wrote about myself in 3rd person

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