waiting for the ambulance
that ghosts foretell will never come
is the softly shaking whisper
that quaking issues from
the broken
bag of bones! flop of flesh
here blood and muscle press
and in the aching solitude
of pain
the fracture falters fresh
resounding reality cracks
like this mistake against pavement
nothing peels away
the curtains of a dreamy day
like splintered bones
and breaks that may
never heal
but at least you really saw the unicorn
May 17, 2010
May 17, 2010 at 7:18 PM UTC
waiting for the ambulance
that ghosts foretell will never come
is the softly shaking whisper
that quaking issues from
the broken
bag of bones! flop of flesh
here blood and muscle press
and in the aching solitude
of pain
the fracture falters fresh
resounding reality cracks
like this mistake against pavement
nothing peels away
the curtains of a dreamy day
like splintered bones
and breaks that may
never heal
but at least you really saw the unicorn
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