Dec 28, 2007

The Inertia of a Lonely Heart

by Jewel
The world is full of cripples
and endless nights
and broken fruit
and calls that never come through
and restless dreams
that fear being awake
and stars that lose themselves
and waves that are always leaving
and bitten mouths
and lonely bars
and rosy nipples
rosy as dawn
rosy as the first blush of youth
and tired people
and lonely hearts
opening, orbiting
crashing into open mouths
and hungry eyes
and empty-handed lovers;
the inertia of loneliness
a miserable force.

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