written on: May 9, 2006

Broken words
Shattered into stars
Jupiter and Venus smile down
The moon weeps

Take pictures
Take memories
Draw and write

These little wounds will soon
Be healed
Wait, wait for a moment
Yell to the ceiling
And watch it crumble down
On your happiness

First words are precious
You’re precious
They say.
I apologize.
But buttons are full of unhappy joys

Band-aid it
No matter how big or small
The awkward silence breaks
I’m sure I’m crazy

Blow me a kiss
This way.
Heavenly sent?
This is candid.


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