Thursday, December 30, 2010

The Figurine

A simple gesture unknown and foreign
A timeline with angles and surfaces
Abrupt

I am steady as time is renounced
Ficticious in my endeavours
A solitary and blatant reminder

Adrenaline surges
Bruised and wasted on my couch
The absence of touch

Your wine in my veins
Apparent in your reasoning
I am the figurine beneath this lie

Because I'm brave
Still

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