Monday, February 25, 2013

Rolling down

Shaking my head

Should I have or shouldn’t I have.

Wanna come back


We know what might happen.

Inprints may be suddenly blowin over

Then the obvious trail may become lost.

With no fault of mine

Being the same throughout.

Sudden drifts come through the sudden starkness hit us blind.

We knew the forest from the other knd

Made to become an enabeler of time.

How long it takes to

Rationalize items as their own individual

Yet made to be whom they are.

Still wondering if the answer is to the question and not the nightmare.

No more hidden with

Ray Charless’ glasses of outcoming

Who he really is.

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