You thought I'd gone, I thought so too
But something pulled me back
Dancing on the edge of hell
Peering into black
I thought I'd gain my other life
At the expense of words
But poetry has drawn me back
Old voices I have heard
I thought I'd gone, left you behind
Never to return
I dug a tunnel to get here
No bridges left to burn.
All rights reserved. Nom 24th October 2012.
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