Author: SixHitsofSunshine PM
poemRated: Fiction K - English - Words: 81 - Reviews: 3 - Published: 07-06-09 - Status: Complete - id: 2693666
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French inhales, and long
walks through the woods, tripping
on roots and wet rocks
in new shoes, and
I need to start hating you.
I need to refract this thought.
Shine it through every drop of dew
born on this stranger's lawn
that I find myself sneaking across,
in insuperable darkness.
The smell of pond water,
dog shit, burnt skin. Memories
of massacres, and persistent
Flickering feelings - ephemeral
and senseless, and stupid.
I need to start purging these.