I SEE THE BROKEN IN ME I see the broken in me, The part that lost and returns With a grimace, That soft, unresolved Weeping of things Then I feel that pinhole of light, Swimming through my darkest parts That gleaming face, young breath, Lips wanting to reach Wanting to sleep In your opening, Where galaxy’s swirl And bubble the unknown Let light stay in me always Wanting to hear all of your years, That misty cloud of your everything, Wanting your lash to sweep me Perfectly into a dream And let this broken in me sleep still, Humming in the dark, Where the inevitable finite Curls it’s legs, always bruised Under your gaze © John Martinez 2013 All Rights Reserved
Posted on: Fri, 05 Jul 2013 05:53:48 +0000
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