The glory of a thousand thoughts-
It used to spread, dissect
Its mistakes, its secrets alone.
Shadows became friends, neighbors,
Trading meager light, little life
warmer and warmer.
Plain as day, they seduced the flames
Now hungry, truly pulled out, (up, about)
Truly shrunken away-
A pounce from an empty post.
So much to say, yet at a loss for words.
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Saturday, August 7, 2010
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