Friday, September 17, 2010

landfill in the sky

i want to stumble over the place where love goes...
it has to be hidden somewhere,
like a landfill in the sky-
potentials and promises
thickening together
to form little clouds
that rain down
on the lovely, naive
hand-holding pairs
sharing straws and saliva
without a care in the world.
clumsily putting their pieces together
over and over again
to see if its the right fit,
knowing that if they're meant to be,
they could form a majestic scene,
colorful and untainted-
floral scents and rabbit fur embraces.
don't let go.
don't blink.
freeze this frame.

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