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3-26-2011
111 a.m.

Without speech

and the tension between

the two of us

the bed has become a place

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where could not rest

Where I could only think 

and be nagged by repetitive,

obsessive, negative thoughts...

And I lie awake, while next to me,

You drift to sleep

and go nowhere, really

But you could not be any further away 

-Sorry - for 'ruining' your ________

(fill in the blank)

I'm sure that you will think of something

Highly strung, sleeping puppet, you are...

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F U C K...

Small instances by small people

Making big waves

A well-understood principle

But you don't think i 'get' the point

But the point of these small daggers

sometimes

go right through my chest

piercing me

and tearing my thoughts in two directions

Weighing the things I love the best 

Against each other

Now I cannot rest - 

                             beside you

                    without you

Always losing the battle 

Standing on the sandba between the barriers of blood

and water

Copyright 2011 K. Anne Smith