Le paradis n'est pas artificiel …

January 13, 2011

untitled notebook entry

the particular tilted
floodplain of being

each a little lonely
watching our lives

subside along the faultlines
of incomplete dreams, passions

prospects of the mere body
measured through the lens

of the proud eye
and written in sweat

as an epigram
onto the wind

Posted by Delire at January 13, 2011 12:44 PM
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