Tuesday, January 6, 2009

secrets from the winds, burnt stars crying

The moment
the pills
took control of
your body (but left
your soul
to rot),
the remains of my
body (and
my soul)
were scattered
across the places we
had visited,
forever to rest
(and maybe
to rot).
(to rot) by Calvin


Anonymous said...

If I never knew you, I’d be safe but half as real.

Anonymous said...

Where you used to be, there’s a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling into at night. I miss you like hell.