Monday, May 23, 2011

You fell into my center.

I was spinning,
it was true,
You were that thing
flung into my gears...
You said I was a tchotchky,
You treated me as though
I was the trophy
of your win.

But it was You who fell,
no, jumped off of the mantle.
You broke us both.
When You fell into my center.
you said,

say that.
say that
one week from now.
find me.
find me.
find my hair.
black on brown.
find my eyes.
brown on jade.
find my soul.
jade on red.
find my skin.
red on white.
find my heart.
white on black.
it's been one week.
in the black,
i say,
find me.