Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Tether

Give me seconds, give me thirds
Do I deserve what you've preserved?
Lovesick, heartsick--kept chained inside

Numb--tight lipped, captive to the fear
Listening to the gears as they begin to turn
Watching in dismay as everything starts to rust

I must release myself & become one among the captives
Love crippled, my heart's petrified of letting someone in
Losing sleep--tossing & turning amongst the sheets

Moonlit screams come piercing in--waking me from my dream
Breaking every tether, drifting like a feather
I smoother the 3 leaf clover, list I wish for another dreamboat lover.

Poet: Skyy Allen

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