Bubble

January 18, 2009

As words lose weight and sink to silt. As sleeping fish won’t swim with you, resigned to waves of different form. As sentence strung with last breath slipped. As lips turn blue and eyes fall still.

The bubble falls, too cold to care.

2 Responses to “Bubble”

  1. Ryan said

    This one sounds great. Like something you read out loud

  2. Giant Shadows said

    I like that you like it.

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