Friday, August 31, 2012

Conflict //


How nervous and cautious
This razor touches down upon...
Like rain glimpsing sidewalks 
Not enough for standing water... 

In release an idea falls
Once remorseful
Now panic recovers... 

(Rediscover 
What was always known. 

What it takes to truly care
Is so easily never shown)

That we give and we give 
And never get back in return... 

Just a heart to decipher.
Just a conflict to resolve... 

Without ever a conflict. 

How nervous and cautious
This razor touches down upon...
Like rain glimpsing sidewalks 
Not enough for standing water...

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