Broken TiresA Poem by Kristine Ferg
Open your hands
to palms with split ends, my love--- the road will bend around you. listen above me, you write "do you love me?" and hear in splintered walls the words beyond us that do call for destination, heart, and longing until we smear such glass with the blood of the dead while the rest of the world forgets us to bed © 2011 Kristine Ferg
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Added on July 2, 2011 Last Updated on July 2, 2011 AuthorKristine FergAboutI'm just another person. Just like you; my art the object of knowledge in understanding who I am and how I am. And that, simply, is enough about me. more..Writing
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