"porcelain days" is the title of a Lou Reed song.......


close to scars




hardened days circle now
separating deviation

and happiness
is that what I find
in your eyes

a treasure unconnected
to love in a papermessage
perfect and flawless
unburnable flames
in a bundle of riddles

so the rain makes sense
on a day made for dreaming
living and creating
a place within
fragile as porcelain days

and I feel your breath
close to scars
closing in on waste lands
as the western sun turns to the east




Poetry by kath
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Written on 2007-02-20 at 22:14

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