you're my favourite line of questioning,
my worst nightmare,
and my biggest fan.
you're a trident's point,
a harp's strings
and a pen's ink.
you sink,
i weep,
we wash,
wake up
and start over.
you're the line
i won't cross.
Monday, August 19, 2013
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