Mistakes were made
along the way,
I'll give you that.
There should have
been more love given,
more time spent,
quality time as they
like to say. But I was
empty, dry, going
through my own
personal desert in
the sun. I couldn't
carry the both of us
and hold the map. It's
easy to see now,
just as the skeletons
are easy to see on
the side of the road,
the bleached bones,
full of hot dusty light,
the empty canteens
beside them. Cactus
and lizards on the left.
on the right. One wrong
turn can do this.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
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