Poetry

Coda
Peter Gizzi

When the sky came down
there was wind, water, red

When the sky fell
it became water, wind
a declaration in blue

When the end was near
I picked up for a moment, joy
came into my voice

Hurry up it sang
in skiffs and shafts
Selah in silvered tones

When the day broke open
I became myself
standing next to a door

In my dream you were alive
and crying

From Twitter 07-31-2010

• 01:07:49: just had "one of those days" that makes her want to cry and curl up under a duvet and get cuddles forever :/
  
• 01:08:53: @asherdashery i haven't met the girl yet but this is all being told to me before i've even met her :( lame
  
• 02:31:14: @starwynd *accepts cuddles*
  
• 13:43:22: @mystagic i did parts of it but i also have work today which makes me feel rawr
  
• 15:03:00: i should not feel so shitty about going into work. i want a newer work life
  
• 15:48:45: lsjgivlsdjfsdlfs;kfs;kdf;sokdf;sdkmlkmlkcmslkmdjclksd *stampy feet and fists*
  

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