Friday, November 29, 2013

Earthquakes


Tectonic plates shift to self correct
the Earth
just 
cracked

resembles open wounds
canyons etched 
across my back

he used to love me
no, I said that wrong.
I used to want his love
now, I want to run

from this sleepless night, the wondering
the torment and cruelty of withholding

I swore forever was etched in his rays
the clouds and rain chased forever away

the Earth is crying
weeping rivers into the ocean

aching 
for the love of the Sun





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