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In It Lies a Small Thing
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Hambre del Alma In it lies a small thing and
it is too small for me to hold
rain
pounding against the earth
and in doing so bounces back up into my socks
I had missed the only train that would carry me to you
I took off my socks and shook them
twisted them like a neck
laid them out across the bench
and threw rocks at
the empty tracks
I really like this one, it's
I really like this one, it's so sad but in a beautiful way.
How are you Kristi? It's been too long since we chatted.
Well hey there, I didnt think
Well hey there, I didnt think you were still on this website. Ive been doing good, cant complain. How are you?
"It is a terrible thing to be so open. It is as if my heart put on a face and walked into the world" -- Sylvia Plath.