Slither into your
Broken moonbeam of
What last
Tuesday couldn't
Bring past your door
I came all over your front porch
And you had me wailing at
New sunrises over a black
Hole had set without your
Permission my love has no eject
Button and no way of mistaking
The eve of Zeus' misogyny
Married nought a cloud less
Than the bolts an imbalance of
Electrons smacked on my head
Tracing web-like scars down my
Flinching arms
Leaving me wide open.
Nov 24, 2013
Nov 24, 2013 at 4:01 PM UTC
Slither into your
Broken moonbeam of
What last
Tuesday couldn't
Bring past your door
I came all over your front porch
And you had me wailing at
New sunrises over a black
Hole had set without your
Permission my love has no eject
Button and no way of mistaking
The eve of Zeus' misogyny
Married nought a cloud less
Than the bolts an imbalance of
Electrons smacked on my head
Tracing web-like scars down my
Flinching arms
Leaving me wide open.
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