a message for you.
please excuse my dust as this blog site is still under construction.
you lost your trust.
(posted on Sunday, September 13 by eii wyy nae.)
he bathed in a tin shell by the fire, cold water mosaiced his back, with the back door always locked & no bed to sleep in he sat on the backseat of buses until light broke through the finger smudged glass. {there is life outside} the belt buckle hurt & don't we know. your pockets are full of all the paper you slaved to gain, to put towards your name now your eyes hold no colour.
i forget your smile just a wine stained stagger & a tuneless whistle a house of records never played, high blood pressure & lungs that heave & reject. uh-oh & all the books never read.
{there is life inside}.
Signed with love,
the diarykeeper, eii wyy nae.
Labels: belt buckle, finger smudge, mosaiced, stained stagger., tin shell
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