cute sets safe anchor
in the harbor of shops
statement of fact
plus tard
in the afterbirth
of wisdom
he has the time
like it was always
her money
certainties like that
creep down the hall
of ancient rumors
spend sleepless nights
whispers among shadow
that were once lovers
she will become one
when the coin of
beauty slips into
another purse
this beautiful life
will hibernate
dreaming quietly in
the taj mahal
of remembrance
so beautifully bathed
in the moonlight
of regret
he stands
behind the door
of a shop
that sells time
looking through
the glass at
a world that
strolls past
endangered with
every step
a tv show
of wishes of those
who will watch
only after
the shop
has closed
when they meet
and marry
their small child
cries all the way
through the mall
for something wanted
Monday, December 05, 2011
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