On One Hand

March 17, 2005

Exhale

Filed under: Uncategorized — ononehand @ 3:01 am
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I am trying to breathe you out of my body.

Leave me. Cut your sticky strands from each of my organs, each of my cells. Bleed off my fingertips and ooze through my pores. When I finally let you go there will be trails of you on the earth behind me. Leave me, and when I am clean you can come in fresh, and I will gather you in my arms and tell you that you are more to me than you ever were, and when you settle deeper into my bones and my chest I will razor you loose with pinstripes so I can breathe you back in.

I do not fear you now; I know you will always leave me and always be back and back.

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2 Comments »

  1. You make me weak in the knees, kid. Really, this is amazing.

    Comment by dexterred — March 17, 2005 @ 10:32 am | Reply

    • Thank you. I like your writing too.

      IM me sometime: Ituzzip

      Comment by ononehand — March 17, 2005 @ 11:06 am | Reply


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