in my ears
you breathed
hot
scolding air
and
prolific sound of your whiff
you made me
sing inside
you are the life
but today you scared me.
in rhythm.
11/8/08
11/6/08
i am not am i
full of moons
i swing
feet float flown
heavy, as air before the rain.
clogged
tough i stay
witty waiting wailing (a little)
dreaming, as water in a pond.
big and round
beautiful and glowing
slow and graceful, it all seems.
but nothing comes out.
just nothing.
though
am not scared,you are.
i swing
feet float flown
heavy, as air before the rain.
clogged
tough i stay
witty waiting wailing (a little)
dreaming, as water in a pond.
big and round
beautiful and glowing
slow and graceful, it all seems.
but nothing comes out.
just nothing.
though
am not scared,you are.
11/4/08
11/3/08
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footnote:
the ratio (almost) 200days: 200 posts seems (almost)unreal to me considering my relentless but failed attempts of regularities (almost) everywhere else.
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