Salvaging the Day

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Submitted: June 25, 2009

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Dust rise and the dusk blinks,
Dawn came but went before
you woke, asleep on sand
as it brushed against your
skin, making your statue
form, silhouetted with waves
bowing at the feet of the day.

The stars rose, wider beyond
all comprehension, opening
up our eyes to beauty and
unknown majesty that now
blinds your perception
as you dust off the covers
of old trinkets and clothes,
ruffling and rustling through
collected items sending
pangs down your spine
of all the things you've
seen and wanted to see.

Maybe today is the day,
we spoke softly
to each other,
the day everything is
crushed by light.

Dust rise and the dusk blinks,
Dawn came but went before
you woke, asleep on sand
as it brushed against your
skin, I spoke of sin and
pain throbbing in the air...
You said you'd come
and salvage the day.


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