black-bunny

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She trips she swoons
searching for the heart�s beats she�s missing
a patter-prick that matched her own
his breath, the coming-in-and-outedness
the fingers lingers
pretty fairy, with graying eyes
Spys, she spys
though one house, into another
cobwebs dusting through her hair
the echo�s faint
the fatal murmuring
the final thud of her closing door
fraying void with edges deep
pop that bubble and she�ll go to sleep.

(untitled - October 26. 2004 3:55 a.m. �)

3:56 a.m. - 2004-10-26

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