Every time– (2/28/12)

I’m too stunned to speak.
speech roadblocks require meditation he says
meditation and misty eyes, right.

I’m unable to feel
I’ve become numb with uncertainty
Do you not pay any attention to where your headed?
He jests, and I only feel my battered knees.

He tells me to move…
“Stop forgetting faith”
Should my faulty frame obey,
Or remain?

She tells me,
that it is (was?) selfish.
I’m fixed to forget murderous eyes

But my knees are still battered.


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