August 30, 2010

everything is different now
all the clocks
are central standard time
jets are on the ground.
time flies by.

i suffered so much 
for someone that never cared
(she was right).
and everything is different now.

on the surface of the scar 
is a message
in braille
and only sweet love can read it.

i slept rotten as a child
i threw up in my sleep
i called out in my dreams
someone crawl into this bed 
and keep me company please!

and he comes.  tender

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