Wednesday, April 1, 2015

from p.4 on Mon., March 30th


  • Trying to find truth
    in what has been said.

    But always wondering
    what has been forgotten.


  • Air crisp enough to cut,
    colder than dry ice,
    breath freezes before
    it even leaves your
    mouth.

    Crunching ice,
    walking alone.


  • Pounding rays
    can't conquer
    crystalline waters

                                paradise.


  • the tingling
    sensation

    raindrops tapping
    my skin

    & fading away...

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