Monday 22 October 2012

if the world really ends this year

i'll be glad to have met you, if only just for a minute. i'll be glad for that small exchange and the permanence about it,
the tension which fractured my skull mercilessly, and

peeled

open up my body like a deep ravine, my chest groaning like a wounded animal,

oceans of silver gushing

inward

 teams of sea creatures spilling under, ash being swept away just like that,

but i will regret not knowing you and walking away without a second thought and no consideration at all

i will regret that.

but i will be glad

 to have met you.

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