Jessie Latham · Jan 23, 2012
.green.

may you ever be
as colorless as the cold
country night
don't forget my home
in the blistered
stars
reflected on the wires
held so intricately
by your
puppeteer
I am the
cruel, unforgiving
judgement
forever against her
behalf
& behind shades of
Earth
my eyes burn with
this envy
for all I possess is
one who lays
love
with a harsh
tongue
& a heart that
craves
all you only barely
mentioned
that is long, long, long



and
not yet
forgotten

 
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