Monday, February 04, 2002

#04

i love.
and now i loved
maybe still loving.
and it erases everything
from the memories.
of before.
of now.
of tomorrow.

my life.
and chaos. of oblivion
and you’re gone
i pick up what else is left
…if there is any
maybe none—but only before.
before.

and i awoke
and i opened
what i should have long before.
a hard slap
and it’s all that i deserve.
standing.
look at me
and i move on
i walk away
i leave. with nothing.

surely i hope
when i surrender.
to dream.

i no longer love.

ice017/020402-0046

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