Rummaging through thoughts like a pack rat
It’s puzzling…
All hell has broken loose in there…
Echos stir, and stir.
Hearing yourself think…
Is the brink of solution,
Or the birth of a poem!
Monday, February 22, 2010
I left the kitchen light on, before I went to bed...
Leaving the idea light on in the house….
Cause the one thing that scares me is total darkness…
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