Sunday, July 12, 2009

inhaling sand that should be you

I am paying my dues to the sun
burn me... melt me away
Lose me in the arid lands of red
so far from the sea
I dream of throwing more than airplanes off those cliffs
my favorite heels and real close calls
I wonder how fast my body would fall
how hard it would hit
how good it would feel
how free from wonder one could be... or not be...
I long to learn again, the feeling of being up so fucking high
reaching for stars and answers
falling from heights to a cold hard death once I finally find them

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