Sunday, November 29, 2009

psyhike

almost there
you said, we've got a 
lot of things to talk about before we 
make it home
and then you walked 

onward

and eventually I did
also, but 
I must've stood there for an 
hour before I could scrounge together
bits and pieces 
of your body and 
find beauty in it's creases 
and where your neck meets
your shoulders

Surrounded by a thousand boulders, 
yet- 

not one as jagged as you. 

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