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Grey Plastic by Wes Thompson

12/1/2008 8:56:18 PM

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Wes Thompson ( Columbus, Ohio)

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Grey Plastic

tell me your name
but don't tell me with words
I want to plan my own meaning
without you
I had to be told
that one can buy time
to find where sacred fits into living
before one is buried

now and again
you can shrug off the sun
so you can feel the cold on your shoulders
it helps me to know
that the world can feel whole
when I feel your breath
wrapped around me

all in all
do you still lay awake
to find that hope smothers like a blanket
but I recognize her
in all the days I
lived for the sake of a whim

Wes Thompson

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