Tuesday, October 20, 2009


Last night we slept uneasy.
We were both being chased.
I saw humans with blurred faces
they crept into the house and moved slowly.
Yours wore dark sunglasses
and jogged with headphones.
My hand found yours under the blanket.
Your feet curled around mine
and by the morning
your cheek was pressed against my nose
and I couldn't see past your beloved face
to my demons anymore.

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