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.

2 comments:

Fab Fierce Femme said...

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

aisforalisha said...

you're welcome.. thank you!