Monday, December 8, 2008

Turn A

Baby divide
Maybe we fall
Tonight we torture
Slightly secure
Join into days
Mourn separate ways
Caress the time
Best will hide
Court the reflex
Short in digest
Stride out
Find wrong
Different futures
Singular song


caserad said...

even the photo speaks in this. i don't know what it is, but i'm moved by it. fantastic rhythm, especially. phenomenal.

Permanent Grip said...

this is actually the poem that was kinda inspired by your last one. i dont know, i feel in love with using baby in a poem. i think ive written two and both had it in them and i sometimes get on a bit of word kicks (at one point it was steps) and i think baby might be a new one, lol.