Today
a current-less node, a stagnant junction
a hanging cliff
pending, fester, pending, fester
waiting, waiting, listless and restless
to fall into some shallow depth,
the rusted glass of
Tomorrow-
hanging orbs and blurry dreams
seafoampearlsmarblesilk;
undivulged paths hold something
eternal. And
Ticking hands and sinking sands
will justify
Today.
Saturday, April 24, 2010
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Beautiful :-)
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