t i m e s l i p s

(originally published Dec. 25, 2006)

time slips
life drips

toward a fine romance
toward a broken heart

to the last gasp of a quarrel’s sigh
into the arms of your true love

waiting like frost on a window pane
yet burned away with the coming sun

and death is a star exploded
our old crimes and memories all find the vacuum

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