in wherever works for you
August 19th, 2008
From side to side.
I can feel it,
that line where
you cracked me.
I run my hand
across it.
Every night.
I'm supposed to be
asleep
but
every night
I think it's healing
slowly but surely. Surely
it must be healed by now.
"The curse is come upon me," cried
the Lady of Shallot.
It hasn't healed yet.
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