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Untitled

28 Apr

And we climaxed,
While the towers burned.
And we came down,
When they did.

And we lay,
My head on a pillow,
Her head on me.
“Storm’s coming.”

And she said,
“I heard thunder.
Must be bad,
‘Cause I hear sirens.”

And I looked,
Out the window,
And just saw,
A lot of gray fog.

And I heard,
The television
Going in the other room.
News I couldn’t hear.

And we kissed.
“Who cares?” I said.
“Just a storm. It’ll pass.”
We lay silent, in love.

And I cared,
Later, when I saw.
It really WAS a storm.
Just without clouds.

And I hated,
That my best moment,
and my worst moment,
Were the same one.

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Posted by on April 28, 2007 in Uncategorized

 

One response to “Untitled

  1. Rllgthunder

    April 30, 2007 at 6:35 pm

    Pete Tzinski –Blog Killer–

     

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