Between my shadow and my soul

On staying single

He's there no doubt, in the corner behind the gleaming glass
A lopsided smile, cargo pants just the right amount of creased
Forgotten while she dusts and spicks and spans, everything for now
But just let another peak through the window, she immediately straightens,
Scuffles to the cabinet and shines his marble visage, admiring how
The years have kept his glasses askew.

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Antonio February 16, 2010 at 10:53 PM  


Nooj February 17, 2010 at 8:17 PM  

sometimes it's easier to live in one's head :)

shafinaaz February 21, 2010 at 9:34 PM  

ditto what i say alot. and no, not what u said on saturday night. not everyone. just awesome artists of the word like yourself.