A Bright Clearing I AM.

There are worn-out circular paths around that bush. I can't help it... venturing off has always been my nature.

Wednesday, August 29, 2007

So There She Lies.

A lost mass of flesh and thoughts and possibilities.

The blue sky ever rising out of her reach.

The earth refusing the contours of her back.

So there she floats.

Where There does not know Where.

So There she lies.

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