Monday, November 7, 2011

*For exceptions, see Appendix 16, Section 14 (Shadows & Scars: Update 09)

November 7, 2011
10:05 pm
Location: IA Boys Dorm Apt.; Cicero, IN

Listening to: Emery, The Question 

just a few bits and pieces I was working on tonight...



In the morning
we are all less grand
with our suits and dresses
back in the closet
or crumpled on the floor.

Already the faces fade,
dissipating with the emotional charge
of such a fine evening.

We pack our bags, relishing
and regretting what could have been.

Perhaps the magic is in the distance,
in the unlimited possibility:
enticing as long as it remains
untested, just beyond our grasp.


Honesty is the lie
we tell each other
to maintain the illusion
that we have nothing left to hide.


Stretch me out across the sky,
thin enough to see
what casts this chill
across your face.


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