Untitled #2 Poem by ryan blood

Untitled #2



i have written nothing else
the book of my life
lies empty; waits
to be filled, i dream
of being filled, all full of you,
full of water so that i might sink
like the summer i learned to
swim, when i still sunk
as if i was filled
to the brim
with so much water,
so much blood

Friday, July 13, 2007
Topic(s) of this poem: water
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ryan blood

ryan blood

resident of tampa, fl
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