Monday, June 22, 2009

Untitled verse

too young
and too public
to have
your heart shattered so
completely as this
those who might not
have noticed you before
crowd around you now
desperate to provide
some comfort
some assistance
yet they can only
look on helplessly
as the blood
rushes to your face
not a blush
a kind of shroud
forms warm and wet
as if to offer you
some small dignity
or succor
in a time of
such great distress
even as it erases
your features
and exposes
your vulnerability
to us all

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