Jun 21, 2011 23:02
Hollow times I look to the horizon
with its bright oranges reds pinks
purples blues happy hues and
disguisedinblack dancing
shapes of what will enter or leave
my dismembered days
truncated from transition
after transition
after transition
after transition
after tears
of fear of loss of
hope of confusion of
inescapable uncertainty
and undulating opportunities
Questions unanswerable
Time unpauseplaystoprewindable
The suitable stones will catch my step
I just
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