Word experiment #3 Clemency (please place your writing in the comment zone)
Love,
I wish for you to grow amongst the lunar tides
and factory girls
girls with words of spit fire,
Amongst things that bruise and scrape,
open wounds
At last, a chance to feel something aloud
Verbal love
Open mouthed laughter
The deep down agony of true friendship
And the way that it breaks
Dear sweet love,
For you,
I will steep away and let you fall,
for this is that chariot war kind of love
and It doesn’t get any realer than this
(this is a very loose interpretation, but I decided to go with it any way)
February 13, 2012 at 8:46 PM