the stars, the sea, and sleep.

Saturday, March 13, 2010

Head Cocked, Lovely Bangs

There's an absolute balance that throws us all off:
When two veins intertwine, another heart stops
Trying to save us. The vena cava seems unstable
And the aorta contorts and ties into knots
Becoming a complex web, incessantly vexed,
Of flight plans and ambitious dreams woven.
But here are some chords with no strings attached
Finally, a song with no one to match.
It rings peacefully with no one to disturb it,
But it wouldn't hurt to have someone to deserve it.

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