Saturday, April 4, 2009

I kept a steady pedal

firm grip

consistent awareness

nothing could keep me

down

I drank fast, hard

double digits

warm blooded

I never got cold

 

The first lost

nameless item

Scar tear me tender

Keep away the morning frost

I was frigid

 

The second lost

my most lonely

numb to every passing

option

but 

I keep a steady petal 

Shoulder to the wind

cock-eyed and never cold

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