Wednesday, October 2, 2013

Behind

Disarmed me.
Lifted quick 
Through the vast, thick
Sand of
A numb existence
And up
Into the immediacy 
Of a newer, better
Being that has changed me
For the ever-
Now exchange me 
In your existence
For a something
You can disarm
All the time when we are
Naked, close
Behind.

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