2012 - The Rhapsodist

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A Cannon Reciprocating

by morgan mcnabb

Gone, you ended that moment, the one that put a hole in my palms, And you entered my metal shelter, the one that built our home Just for tonight Pounding our fist, like a, like a, over and over Red wine flowing through my veins, flowing, flowing Freezing my every move We spoke and spoke and let the night end, end in the stillness Then the sky was white and we left, we were gone For months all I could see were frozen images Your shoulders, your black toes, our hands, street lamps I felt it, I saw it, I breathed it The distance between widened like the time I was aware of my absence more than you Because I’m not the one, the one who’s a part You, you’re a part But now, we’re in this diner, for hours And it’s all the same except it’s bright outside Our eyes can see what’s there And now we can let it happen again and again Because we’re smarter and lonely You’ll linger behind me, bringing the fire into my home Into this world that I’ve created

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