Monday, March 9, 2009

I try seeping through you Sia
I fail.
Ah Sia! You remain glued
So effortlessly,
Scattered across ceilings— I.
Bits even escape through the ventilator
To reach you Sia
Among bodies carved in bronze
You live in navels.
Plasters peel.
HOO LI YA
Am letting you go Sia
In handfuls of flakes.

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