Tuesday, February 2, 2010

a good mason

last night i laid in the bath
hot, hot water
submerged and relaxed
face, nipples, and knees exposed
the only sound i could hear
was my heartbeat
and i stared at the beads of water
dripping down the shower curtain
and tried to hear
what it was saying to me
even with everything else shut out
i still can't hear it, my heart
i can no longer decipher the cries of my own heart
the wall i built is much too thick

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