and if the ruptured spleen ran down and blended perfectly
without a word from the injured one,
who would that be justice to
or for?
if my heart broke and fractured in the stillness
would it matter
if no one knew, save me?

what if no one really cared more than the sounds that slipped
from lying lips with twisted smiles
waiting for the apocalypse,
or the next excuse to run
and not stop to listen as the burden bothers
ill meaning types with selfish parts
we all know the ones,
it's not a surprise
and yet, your eyes wide tell me you're not a fool
for fools don't generally buy this rash of reasonings
they'd rather stab and gun
for the nearest plea,
not stand around and hum
to some meaningless song having forgot the words
fools don't last that long ...

07/13/2008

Posted on 07/14/2008
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