Tuesday, August 16, 2011

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Originally published in Leaf by Leaf, Spring 1998, Copyright © 1998 by Sterling Warner – Evergreen Valley College – Simon & Schuster Custom Publishing



whole worlds were lost because of it
spelled out in the grains of sand
forever stretching out above our heads
conjures up such images

it’s where it got me last time
underneath the bridge, diving
those dumpsters behind the pizza parlor
searching for an answer

rain was falling hard that day
I remember, the hole inside
my head, cold wet and blind, rushing to
and waking up inside a cage

it’s where it got me last time
locked up in the rehab
spoon fed, force fed, promises and visions
borders, walls and freedom

whole worlds were gained because of it
spelled out in the grains of sand
forever stretching out above our heads
conjures up such images

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