Friday, August 27, 2010


My throat is swollen
My lips are cracked
And your idle threats
Leave me wanting more
Shake your mighty fist
And rip open the skies
Bring down your wrath
Atop my head
And fill my parched mouth
To the brim
Choke me
With your overflowing cup
So that I may thirst no more

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