Joe Shooman writes
Prose, poetry, sound, music, visuals from Joe Shooman
Wednesday, 18 December 2013
Four Years (1996)
An affliction, this affection.
We bite and scratch from the inside out.
Every sinew, every synapse craves a partner,
Then another.
Years roll by so swiftly
But tears follow you forever.
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