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.

Sunday, December 28, 2008

Reclamation.

Comes in innocent pieces of black cloth.

Soaked in saltwater.

Misinterpreted egos and pride.

I smile at my release...

Blessed blessed release.



[I am rolling on the floor in unrestrained laughter... with teeth bared by a hiss... gahd.]

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