Promise
for Said
A song awaits
its encore off
stage, holding
its breath for
emphasis. Moonlight
skids across the ice
in the direction
of morning. Nothing
that matters fails
to exist this time.
The road is littered
with rose petals
that resemble
self-fulfilling prophecies.
Wednesday, January 16, 2013
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