Thursday, 21 July 2011


This was a conscientious theft,
chalk blown on lasers,
a clear path to swag,
you walked along the wall,
clear around my peripheral,
lifted a heart clear above your head,
and walked out.

oh me!?
crest fallen as a cracked chest,
deflated, lonely and left,
under duress, over reached,

..I got caught out....

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