"Wise men talk because they have something to say; fools, because they have to say something."
- Plato




Sunday, December 27, 2009

You caught me in the ending time,
the perfect words tucked
--behind--
the lines, and I just breathed-
I didn't speak.
You caught me so off guard.


- - - - - - - - -
Amazing Grace?
When all was lost- even myself-
I seemed to find you.
When all was dark- my eyes
completely shut,
you are all I saw.

I stopped looking at the road,
not seeking landmarks to stow
my concrete flag upon.
I was spinning recklessly and
hydroplaning,
I noticed not the lakes in front of me.
I'd drown if I kept myself shut.

I'd drown if I opened myself back up.
And yet you,

you-out of reach,
I clung myself unto.





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