pele

eye still had 2 try
even though eyeve accepted
the small part of my eternity
that applies 2 your position
been
careful not 2 stretch the seams
for the good it may do
2 him whom it fits, but
eye was wounded…
knew eye was so occupied
that finer fruits lived unplucked, and
maybe that wasnt reality for you
maybe your pieces werent falling
like rogue beads from a broken string
or maybe
the song you heard of me wasnt sour
like the one
eye heard someone singing of you

~ by abnegation on March 26, 2009.