Monday, August 2, 2010
Jealous fragments and she waits silently
Under the moon. The biggest moon.
A year gone by, and he’s gone
Sleepless sunrise won’t let her forget
She’s not in his bed
Her nightmares knock at sunset
Driving her to the edge
Where the water runs
it welcomes her. The biggest ocean.
Under the sun. The smallest light.
A year gone by and she’s gone.
The front page unfolds
She’s back, on her back at the shore.
And she’s gone again.