[Poem] Nunca Jam�s
2009-10-08 @ 10:34 p.m.
we all have our own regretsright?
cut me open, throat to pelvis,
peel back flesh like
the pages of a
book
and out will slide
organs, blackened with
all
I should never
have done:
here. take a knife.
pull worlds of words out of your mouth
spin them
into thread and stitch up the wound;
a needle of tenderness,
hand guided by hope
an experiment in falling in love.
the world at our feet,
we'll leave regrets behind.