4.20.2009

i lost sight of the shoreline.

i lost sight; sight: you. are a sleeping sea. garden growing between bricks' mortar. dandelion seeds i forget to sew grow within the morning's border. dry: we are a desert's silence over breakfast. & i am matter. doesn't matter. searching for a savior, you will not find one here: all i wanted was to lie next to you, but you did not want me there: building castles as you sleep.

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