Friday, February 10, 2012

Travel

Of everywhere I've been, the one place
I couldn't find was the hole in your life
for me. The space you gave me kept shrinking,
and our home on the horizon was only
a toy model in a dream. I guess it would
have been distorted, like a lifesize Barbie,
topheavy and unsustainable, so you
were right not to build it with me.

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