Monday, January 16, 2012

Aw, I wrote this when I was 16...

"How did you know?" he asked.
Because I was unsure,
I told myself it couldn't be,
But there it appeared in every direction,
Every stray moment,
Pulsing through my fingers,
Speaking through silence.
Because there was something stronger,
Stronger than all my structured bones,
Something filling to the brim,
But its contents remained ambiguous,
Bubbling over rising pricks of heat
and in one gesture,
Released and unconfined.
It let the steam in my veins finally erupt
and my whole life was caught underneath another's eyelashes.
"You just know," I said.
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