Thursday, February 07, 2008

QUALIFIED

Thunder seizes
fist to throat.
Falling leaves,
tapping fingers
street noises, rain--
all remind me of tears,
our pain--and that
only you get me.
Only you can get me
so crazy with anger
so hungry for peace.

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1 comment:

Anonymous said...

love this one. esp. the last three lines.

so woke

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