Sunday, June 5, 2011

Is this what forever feels like?

The Earth remains unshattered.
And I would still like to sleep with the
girl at the convenience store.
Even though she looks nothing like you.
Your beauty has waned to a shimmer.
Like a card I turn every which way,
looking for my favorite picture.
I could stay here for the rest of my life.
And probably will.
We will rename compromise,
call it love.
So we won't have to
chance being alone.
To attain possession of another
life, another soul.
Even if it's not definite.
Even if it's not an exact fit.

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