Wednesday 20 May 2009

SUNDAY 8th FEBRUARY 2009.

A heart caught against its cage,
Its beat stuck in a throat;
A breath soiled and words spilt
Upon the coat
Of journeys end,
Whose road
Has worn so many feet
Away to blood
And bone.
And skin stitched
In repair has understood
The use of
Wood
And leather strips replacing
Fabric
That has been lost
In order
To shore up the
Wishes of floored
Visitors.

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