Friday, November 1, 2013

Eliza In Laoag, Philipines #172 (Hyperreality)

Tufts of your hair
reaching out like tendrils toward the sun
archways between their fingers
but you're still abandoned
They reach and grab for anything
but the silence of space
and the blood between your teeth is
something very solitary

(Morgan Garrett)

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