the restless words you left
and the disembodied lives.
they strain to find sunlight.
and jointed alibis.
everyone keeps searching for your excuse,
but without finding, they fall.
in comforting arbitration
and juxtaposing facts.
for instance, you'd said you'd always be there,
but you were never there at all.
Sep 2, 2012
Sep 2, 2012 at 1:43 AM UTC
the restless words you left
and the disembodied lives.
they strain to find sunlight.
and jointed alibis.
everyone keeps searching for your excuse,
but without finding, they fall.
in comforting arbitration
and juxtaposing facts.
for instance, you'd said you'd always be there,
but you were never there at all.
