The difference between
her and all the rest is you
knew she didn’t mean it
when she said I love you
It was the shallowest of times
It was silverfish and dust feathers
It was cigarettes and an ashtray
She paused once to the left
of the birch tree before leaving,
one glorious arm sprouting
from her sleeve like
an extra limb
Still Life (A Leaving)
Re: Still Life (A Leaving)
i don't know why
but i like my heart
and i like bullet proof glass
i don't know why
but i say goodbye

but i like my heart
and i like bullet proof glass
i don't know why
but i say goodbye

"From the sudden invasion of a mind not my own in the world. This I will record. For whom? For m y s e l f, beyond denial and beyond indifference." - Philip Lamantia
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