I imagine
breaking free
in the muttled silence
I search for watt is me
the light
the dark
the burn before the spark
jump up
jump down
run free
discovering sound
martes, 26 de abril de 2011
viernes, 15 de abril de 2011
dust
out of place
I observe the curves
and ponder chance
a great big whirl
churns while I am still
the paths go on winding
on a slithery scale
stop
I smell the flowers
waiting to exhale
martes, 12 de abril de 2011
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