Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Apres moi le deluge

can you find me?
i'm the last of what's left
of what you left me
when i turned away and left you
for good.

two years doesn't seem long at 3am

and in the end it doesn't matter if i get the dates right
it just matters if i write ambiguously enough
nonsensical enough

i'm weighed against things you never even knew about
so i grab her hand, hold it against my soul
and leap off the curb.


Fab Fierce Femme said...

This very much resonates with me right now...thank you very much.

aisforalisha said...

you're welcome.. thank you!