Dinosaur Eggs
by Tierney Vargas on Oct.13, 2009,
under English, Notebook / Cuaderno, Poetry, Workshop
You told me I was too frail,
too much a waif lost in the wind,
too biblical and saddened
and wanting the little more
that was never given.
You told me I had no chance at salvation
because you wanted to believe
I was lost, to this world and to that other
subtle breaking silence where you
fashion your legends and break open
dinosaur eggs and leave innocent souls
to wonder if you ever really saw.
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