everything is breakingA Poem by Patch SilverA coma structure I am, I play (romanticize) forever binding stars. 'Till dusk. "till dusk ('till dusk?) (Why (you) am (aren't) I (coming) waiting (back?) for you?) It's all glass, The lips, chalk sidewalks, this, Sunday mornings, and I. and I and I and I and I and I..... Am the corpse wrecking ball. Good(bye) Loss Dr(every)eam(thing)s 'till dusk, 'till dusk ('till dusk?) Forever binding stars. It's all I believe it to be. 'till dusk? no............. it's all glass. © 2012 Patch SilverFeatured Review
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