I smell the back of the universe
my atoms are dispersed
immersed amongst the stars
shards of GOD prod me along
my song is elongated
penetrated into the black
and what comes back is
something i do not recognize
because i have not yet
been taught it
bought it with blood
mud sweat some regret
more than a few beers
and tears along the way
spoke what i had to say:
there was a delay in
my acceptance
except with this a kiss
of the stars
leaves me victim to more scars
than what a tango with Mars
could ever do
I never got over you
chay 2010
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