Thursday, February 28, 2013


Want to run away from myself
Like water in a drain
Down-drift to depths disquiet
A listless feather caught in the wind

--where I’ll be unremembered in perfect clarity
Like a laugh for its hollow excuse
Or my own empty body
a personhood without purpose

don’t have any more thoughts for my smoldering hand
its tasteless
like the touch of a child
who calls forests castles and castles prisons  

only know time
The lapse and eve and ebb
Folding in upon itself
Forever following unmeasured
The tick impenetrable 
Drifting away like fog

Been awhile since I posted any writing on my blog. This piece is titled "What am I". Do you know what I am? 

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