E E D and Her Garden
E.E.D. AND H3R GARD3N
With air so cold
you kept me warm
so, mill of hooks-
butteries so drunk
cocoons whose kissing
stings unbearably
what a turn//
what a turn\\
In the skies so blue
(that nobody could ever
know)
in the fetid
wombs of vacuum black air
so lost under granted
under pines in summer
wouldn't you know it
she couldn't show it
i would give everything
i own
i would give all of my
art and heart
just to have you
just to touch you
once again --and though
she tried to love
the one //wouldn't you
know it she wouldn't
show it.
And we go through life
and i feel she left
a diary in a long-ago
garden and wouldn't you
know it ; she told of it
and so sweet things
she wrote of...love.
:: 03-26-2016::
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