Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Uneasy Heart(s)

Her best friends are her hands
which are painted with the colors of the world
And the world doesn’t realize it

Her heart beats for us all
and yet we don’t give a fuck
We continuously cut her losses for her
not giving her a chance to explain herself

She is the moon that brings
china’s farmers riches
yet is neglected by Westerners

She is the Earth reincarnated
into a single human being
that has power to end and begin life

She is the grim reaper
who never reaps a single soul
she let’s us destroy ourselves
with our own belief in mortality

As her wet feet pad along the hallway
I hold my breath for fear I’ll be her first

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