Tuesday, September 29, 2015

from last night

there was so much I tried
to tell you tonight
but my head and my heart
made a hypocrite of me
and the truth was
there was no one truth
to tell
but only sentiments
and longings
to die of thirst
rather than poison the well
on the days my hands
feel unclean
or than muddy oasis 
with tears from spite
when water has been

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