model
my pencil went pulling
at every dark thread
your mother wove you with
i showed you
a broken being stitched
with markings in lead
you begged me
to rub you out; create a
shiny blank sheet of clear
but I left you there
sitting sad and still
wrapped in scratches
March 12th, 2008 at 3:10 pm
awesome.
March 13th, 2008 at 4:42 am
plummeting
over the
house wall
broken
knee
caps
rattling