A page drfiting by
Maybe even a love note
Urban tumbleweed.
Day: September 13, 2008
on knowing i am where i should be (completing the whole)
poetrychange clothes thrice
share about impact
pan over-fried sole fish
dreams and realities
in a big puzzle
serving as one piece can seem mundane
until the puzzle is assembled
that one little hole must be filled
it’s been such a long time
poetrythis lava
that courses
through my
veins
these spiders
that crawl
through my
brain
they have
always felt
just this
way
and it
does always
burn the
same
this night
that bodes
me to
shake
the sieve and the sand 