Omit This – 5/11/09

I must omit this
tantalizing future
from my quilt of comfort

Each square has been
fortuitously stitched
and embroidered with confusion

Vibrantly, I am
injecting my chaotic
dysfunction into myself

Slowly
dethreading
the reds

Quietly
eating me

up


Posted on : Dec 03 2011
Posted under Jason's Poetry |

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