Tuesday, January 22, 2013

A Crush Of Cold

An economy of mind
is a partisan of common fate
which fights for space
to quantify thoughts.

I collect her light
to suffer a gentle death
when gravity pulls from within
feasting on itself
all the while
the white light
conceals the space.
Yet here I am – within you
and I cannot seem – to reach you
tucked away
in your cocoon
with all these heated thoughts
but I still see you as you were
a birth….  surrounded in a darkness
tombstone thoughts
at the end of life –
ashes through a window seen
when a crush of cold….
turns to light.

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