Monday, September 3, 2007

query

the nicotine calm surrounds my cloudy eyes.
and i'm left wondering,
how close is the sun to the sea?
where is the moon
in relation to me?
i stare out the speckled windshield
and into the setting sun
and quiet-not silent tears
tumble down my face.
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1 comment:

take/flight said...

I love
the questions
and this makes sense to me
in a way I can't put my finger on.

September 5, 2007 at 8:21 PM

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