Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Licence to Kill

we had a pact, if you recall
it was about this: a space for the intangible.
you agreed it was in need of nourishment,
of occupation, like other tangible places we possess.
You want this space to be open to you still,
at random intervals (random to me only)
despite neglect, despite impoverished beauty,
despite lacks.
I am there still, in that you are correct.
Your rights to it have been revoked,
your licence to kill no longer in effect.

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