Monday, January 29, 2007

ramblings

silence
well except for all
these racing thoughts
screaming in my head
slience
pleasant smile, nod of the head
facades

Empty
sun is
always in my
eyes.

Corn fields, scrub oak
mesquite trees
blue skies
cotton fields
freezing fog,
rolling hills
the Thames
island in
the fog
seated in heavenly places

blackness settles over me
quiet pub
warm fire
whispers in my mind

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