Tuesday, June 15, 2010

if you would've asked her yesterday
what makes her smile
where do the blackbirds go after the dawn
are there miracles in hell

i am not sure if she would have had an answer for you
the last time i saw her teeth
it was nestled securely in a plastic container
beside the metallic pencil sharpener

she tells me that blackbirds aren't meant for flying
blackbirds simply croak
and hell
miracles happen there all the time

most nights she is weaving Virginia
with what she ran away home for
she has regrets

some of which

are myself

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