the stars, the sea, and sleep.

Thursday, June 9, 2011

10.8

Some things happen without warning,
The way it all falls apart
In figures and in literals,
But when it came it fissured visceral.
10.8 rattled my world and brought it down to build its own.
It would shake in every muscle
And break in every bone,
Only to show how far I'd go just to tell you how I've grown.

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