Wednesday, 31 March 2010


All the chains
the dead weight,
left abandoned

Free, frameless

Unscathed, left apart
broomed away
from all that used to count

Tears have flown
the traces shown no scar
voids are not sewn

Left open

the air in my blood
my life raining under
over our cloudless minds

What once was mine
is now a part of the nothing

feeling almost nothing
knowing even something

the flood in my lungs
the mud on my eyes
the ground above me
the rain under me

Losing myself to
finally find me

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