She StaresA Poem by HighBrowCultureWhite Wash Your Fears.I want a place where I can feel the earth move under my feet A sanctuary where the sky curves forever and the stars drip Where there are no words and no room for feeling And the rain falls like peeled glass- Maybe I can stretch out my face and drown my eyes Shivering from its damp fingers because I could die Cold because I wear skin like a ghost wears weather Or warm because I close myself and everything disappears- © 2010 HighBrowCulture
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2 Reviews Added on March 22, 2010 Last Updated on March 22, 2010 AuthorHighBrowCultureVAAboutWriting to create public disorder. Even if it means crucifying a Messiah. more..Writing
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