Tuesday, 5 March 2013

this is where the anger sits
heavy and childish (dangerous)
but held safely only in open space (here)
if there was no space for this then she would really stop (panic)

this is the only way it can be
there has to be space for the child
under my skin

she sometimes dreams of his sudden face
to relieve the tension of your cold stare
that doesn't understand why this can't be contained

and there is no way to understand
only unravelling
she has to get out
to imagine things (are ok).

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