Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Dance of Denial

My eyes are closed but I pretend they're not.
I am spinning
spinning
away from the truth of what
is
what
was
you.

Measured breathing gives me control.

I don't have to wake up

I have everything, spinning,
with eyes closed.
Reality don't you dare take my @#!*% smile.

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