:: A Queer World All My Own ::

:: Sunday, April 13, 2003 ::

Left it There

I left it there
in the bottom
of a box of dusty
memories and
haunted photographs

my past

i left it there
swimming in a puddle
on the rainy street
in front of my
bare toes
too close to my
bare heart

the tear you cried for me

i left it there
melting in the
sunshine of your smile
despite my best
attempts to hide

the first jagged
sliver of ice
that broke away
from my heart

2/13
:: Almost 20 Years Later 4:49 AM [+] ::
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Fairy Tales

I called the fairy tales a liar.
This wonderful dream,
come true to life,
could not possibly be real.
My world doesn't work that way.
Still, I couldn't let you go.
And I wouldn't ask you to stay.
So time worked her magic,
you found your feet,
and they found the door.
As it turns out,
fairy tales do come true,
as long as you keep yours
seperate from mine.

3/11
:: Almost 20 Years Later 4:40 AM [+] ::
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