Wednesday, April 25, 2007

The fracture lay
bone deep
beneath the sand
cracked and dry

The city seen
on high and fallen
buried deep
within your heart

The tangle of days
bloody and cold
press for release
from the pit

Eleven came
and none retreat
the path was certain
as was defeat

One left standing
toward the end
a lone observer
of my sin

We cast him off
dispatched his bones
buried his home
ended his days

But his eyes haunt
guilt remains
the sins that day
forever mine

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