token

A Poem by Bruce

2012

individual remnant

strike slip circle deep

garnering every pardon

eating every stitch.

into the vastness

I climb

and bound for recklessness

your tongue and mine

would be nice tonight

© 2012 Bruce

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Bruce

Chicago, IL

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“Everything is more complicated than you think. You only see a tenth of what is true. There are a million little strings attached to every choice you make. You can destroy your life every ti.. more..