10/29/12 12:44pm -11/3/12 8:59pm
a tanline to remember
(a lawn of hair)
years & not a day has passed without
wrist being associated with watch until
all I’m left with is a tanline to
this hasn’t stopped habit from forcing
my face to it’s previous whereabouts.
an arm lays outstretched.
shortening sleeves that would have
only a lawn of hair stares me back.
the hour that I think it is not so.
in times like this I look to old sayings to
find comfort, but it can’t get easier
with time while living without it.