2.14.2008

Let anything

It doesn't matter how many times you've said it. today. this week. this month. a year and a lifetime.

There and now.

In the shadows of a corner wishing everything could just end and leave that sound the last human moment.

By the tearing light of a lost photograph.

With every ounce and mean you can muster.

To every sweet and imperfect end.

Say it again.
On the Mouth.mp3

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