Saturday, February 14, 2009
Valentine
Husk. It was drawn out:
Through motions; through the money.
It was a special day,
You were such the gentlemen;
Me: the bitch to your desires.
Husks. You were, I was:
Pulling out the chairs; the spoons.
It was a funny day,
In a month that never slept,
In a year that never leapt.
cuRRent...jer ¶ 7:11 pm
Husk. It was drawn out:
Through motions; through the money.
It was a special day,
You were such the gentlemen;
Me: the bitch to your desires.
Husks. You were, I was:
Pulling out the chairs; the spoons.
It was a funny day,
In a month that never slept,
In a year that never leapt.
cuRRent...jer ¶ 7:11 pm
