Oct
14
2009

become gone

we share this house
our own little world
and yet i sit here waiting for you

to remember
what was said and done
is to revive a story long untold
birthmark-ed we became
its place
holder

this place is slippery
don't fall in
mama loved us
we can't begin

we built this house
out of leaves

we built this house
out of dreams

we promised us
we'd make it work
and yet i find

myself again at i
and not as we

this precious parody
know not your intention to be made
but this is your work in full effect
and force
your way into my soul
trick, dick, slick
and bare
backed i become,
came,
and now you've gone

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