Opaque room, <br />Heavy pillows, <br />Impending doom, <br />Marching bellows <br />- <br />Fluorescent light, <br />Indolent sight <br />Bedshaped tonight, <br />Feet like granite <br />- <br />Weak in stance, <br />Strong in structure, <br />Limping dance, <br />Across the breathing furniture <br />- <br />Threading pulses, <br />A heart that races, <br />Mouth slightly parted <br />Like lions in cages <br />- <br />What is this – <br />A lonely carouse, <br />A millionth star-kiss, <br />Lips sealed and bruised <br />- <br />The dreams are wrong, <br />For the tide changes, <br />Perhaps I am strong, <br />In all the broken places.<br /><br />Windsor Guadalupe Jr<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/all-the-broken-places/
