the drop

Dec 05, 2006 04:05

drop.

drip.

dropped the phone.

dropped the conversation.

dripping down.

down and down the air divides between to let the drop collide with a moving ground.

Hmm, musings are fun. Today I feel sad. Awoke and sleeping through the day to come to terms with shadowed memories. Since my subconscious knows me better, perhaps I shall retire to its solice. Please God let me dream of waking.
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