Sunday, December 5, 2010

falling

falling
fermenting then festering
forgotten and fetid
through folly folded, though fully frequented
frightful fallacy forged that just could not hold fast
furrowed features frozen on your felled face
flickering, flashing feral fleet of flocking
to fall out your forehead and forever down

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