Whereforto Ye Wanderers

Whereforto Ye Wanderers.



Monday, January 17, 2011

call me from a payphone,
let off a sigh into winters
glassy-eyed threshold;
i have dragged myself to yr doorstep
now drag me to yr chambers
and suck out the venom
you left in my body,
look here, i have walked
so far with these begging
shoes on, so they stand
now, before you
swollen and untied
i will turn now, from yr
impenetrable window, and ask
many questions to the wind-
howling "damnation!"
at the top of my lungs,
for i cannot answer the
questions i would ask of you
and the wind only wants me
moving on, moving on
i am breathless,holding
the guts you have mangled
in my hands as you say
"i am gone, i am gone"

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