Monday, July 1, 2013

On The Edge Of Us

It's an infection.
Something that I can't outrun.
Something I can't shake.

It's traveled with me.
Here to the edge of the world.
It lives inside me.

There's no removing.
It's just you and me now, here.
On the edge of things.

1 comment:

  1. Wherever you go, you have to take "you" with you.