Saturday, June 27, 2009

Meet Me There

Meet Me There
a poem

Bruises, Skinned, and Bleeding knees

Here on this sphere I aim to please

Shiny Things, they draw me in
My own foundation caving in

I curse the Bruise, I curse the Skin
My own foundation wearing thin
My blood-soaked body cannot win
I've heard about one Grand Allure
No more gravity obscure

It hides in Waiting

Beckons me in

It crushed Spineless, Haughty Sin
Meet me there
the Air is Clear
the Sun, it need not be aware

He strokes your hair and calls you Fair
Fairy tales, so useless there

O please, My love,

Please meet me there

-Alyssa Hanning

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