It occurs to me,
finally,
that I loved
you
because your loneliness
dark and foetid
is a perfect match
for mine
How busy we make our lives
So full and practical
but we stood
two children
on the edge of a swamp
warm and slimy
reeking of decay
and held
each other's
hand for a moment.
Nov 16, 2010
Nov 16, 2010 at 9:25 PM UTC
It occurs to me,
finally,
that I loved
you
because your loneliness
dark and foetid
is a perfect match
for mine
How busy we make our lives
So full and practical
but we stood
two children
on the edge of a swamp
warm and slimy
reeking of decay
and held
each other's
hand for a moment.
11-16-2010
