Honestly, I'm a Liar, & Other Balances & Imbalances

March 16, 2010

On Punitive Risk-Taking

He hadn’t eaten.  He hadn’t slept.

He wanted  it broken,  He wished he’d wept.

In fact, It’d stayed infected

Inside  since the night he

Pried away his prudent codes, and sense.

He’d taken Passion/ through

Opening   up

            &

Calming  present tense.

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